The Secrets of Sparrows

Are surely of no importance,
slight as their stature.

What could a seed-eater know
of physics or philosophy?

Theirs the narrow knowledge
of fear, feeding, fucking,

of fledglings and flight,
wind arrowing over wings.

Nothing spoken, no naming
of Bernoulli's Principle.

No after-dinner discussion
of Descartes or Kant.

Only the communal chorus,
the sharing of branches.

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