The Grackle On the Lawn

The Grackle On the Lawn

She wants the blossom.
She wants the seeds in the grass.

She wants the beautiful thing.
She wants to eat.

It’s so simple, she’s like a person.

She wants the beautiful thing.
She wants to eat.

She’s like a person, she wants to live
with that beautiful blossom and she wants to eat.

She flies off with the blossom in her beak.

— Eloise Klein Healy, author of A Wild Surmise

T.S. Poetry

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  1. Love this elegant poem, LOVE grackles, too. My yard fills up with them twice a year during migration. (Not the birds in the picture. Not sure what they are, but they’re pretty). But our grackles strut and preen and chatter. For another good poem about them, read Amy Lowell’s Purple Grackles. One of my faves, and utter perfection at describing the way they act.

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