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Discrepancies
Discovered: Two Ibis at the edge of the lake
in compatible company of four Canadian Geese
who've absented the gaggle of twenty or more,
daily in command of our grassy slope where they
come to feed, settle on the benevolent breast
of the lawn, or else, the parking lot's warm asphalt,
arrogantly in possession against arriving cars
whose occupants carefully maneuver around them,
respecting those as residential as they, birds
bedded down, wedded in marriage to salt water
and fresh. There's a light filled sky of deep
purity, its mystery unveiled, clarity after grayed
days of misty rain, fog that sandbags the soul
(that which we're told is immortal) --
Then, at next watch, they've vanished. Their
presence as temporal as our lives, leaving only
a memory of how they stood in juxtaposition
against the silence and immobility of windless
water. The generosity of sea birds deigning kin-
ship to migrants who stood their ground.
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Nola Perez
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