Elegy at the Bird Bath

Holly Jahangiri
2 min readJun 8, 2021

Lady, you were not meant to be the bird’s breakfast

Photo by Vincent van Zalinge on Unsplash

Elegy at the Bird Bath

Lady, who told you you could swim?
You were meant to fly;
Not to float upon your own reflection
Waiting for a clever robin,
Or a hungry, ill-tempered jay
To pluck you from the placid pool –
Cool on a bright, June morning –
To pick you, all blushing red
And speckle-freckled
For their breakfast appetizer.

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