Beat-up
Battered blackbird
With a mark
Below one eye.
Sometimes he comes
To the bird table to eat
But in the afternoon
He just stands still
(Occasionally moving his head)
For minutes on end
Like he is lost
Or has lost something
Impossible to replace
Or maybe to keep me company
Because I am lost
Or have lost something
He knows I am unable to replace.
(A. Response... to Nicola's beautiful brownbird haiku)
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