The Ovenbird

'Marine Feast' - Original Floral Folk Art Painting

The things
we learn
as kids
we keep
all life`long
         chewk chewk chewk

The things

we learn
if aged
we forget
in minutes
         chewk chewk chewk

Just think

about it
it all
flies off
at one gasp
         chewk chewk chewk

“Nota bene. My generation of Americans
is the last that can tell an ovenbird in the woods
by its little voice. This is part of our knowledge” ~ Hayden Carruth

Artwork by Enrique Bustamante


About Peter Notehelfer

I'm a retired people person who now finds the time to watch the little details of the world without worrying about being watched by anyone . . . I live on an Island north of Seattle with my wife named Ellen, a yellow dog named McGee, a yellow cat named Gatzby, and four fine chickens . . . I read fiction, bake bread, smoke salmon, and fish whenever the weather allows . . . Oh, and yes, I try to write a poem every day simply to avoid senility!
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2 Responses to The Ovenbird

  1. the sadness of our earth…

    Liked by 1 person

  2. And our sadness too . . .


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