blackbird online journal spring 2002 vol.1 no. 1

POETRY

ELLEN BRYANT VOIGT | The Feeder

6.

Today: one wild turkey, more a meal than a bird,

refusing to stay with the others out in the field
bobbing for apples—
                                 bobbing up , from a crouch
on the crusted snowpack, olympic leaps.
                                                                 They also fly,
improbable and brutally efficient, low to the ground;

and the tree they roost in
trembles.

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