Poem: Interlopers

John Sherbino

(This poem ran in the April/May 2017 issue of The SCOOP.)

It's spring and the Grackles are back; a cloud of beaks descending

Displacing the locals; winter hardened but few in number

Some larger birds circle overhead then silently leave

Complaints will be made and discussed on power lines.

"The Grackles Are Coming" painting by Charles Wallis.


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