Thursday, October 5, 2017

The Moral of the Sad Tale







Feast of Saint Francis of Assisi
4 October






I went to Mass on a hunch
prayed to Saint Francis always a hero
It helped me recover from the trauma
of discovering and dealing with
the dead bird yesterday

But what will help all living things
recover from the bird's death
and countless like it?

The reason that
the black coffin shaped tour bus
seemed like an omen
an unusual image for me
to stop and grab,
it seemed to be an omen
 instantaneously
in deja vu retrospect

Perhaps because it was parked
outside the reviled Hyatt,
the most inconsiderate,
the most anti-feng sui
the drive-way sidewalk menace
that got corrupt politicians
to sign off on their design
that robs downtown of sunlight
everyday of the year

It's eastern faced
is a big mirror of the morning sun
a hazard for flying birds
on a very busy route
from hills and estuary to the port

I have found and shown
here a dead hummingbird
I once found on its sidewalk

The bird yesterday
was catty-corner from
the precarious façade
where it could have
landed after it caromed
off the lethal windows

Every wild bird
is precious
every senseless loss
a tragedy



A prayer for our society
of reckless convenience
and blank indifference


May God have mercy on us















The feast is today
the blessing of the animals
happens Saturday,
After Mass
I walked on to Lakeside
to enjoy a bask in the sunny grass
you can just glimpse the
cathedral on the horizon



4 October 2017





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