By Ingrid Karnikis
I
June 29th, 2006 - noon
Plotting strategies in strident tones
the robins begin to attack.
"The head, the head", they shrill
and swoop to circle the cherry tree;
on course to assail the enemy.
Owl stands unflinching on the garden gate,
regal in feathered gray.
They dive at him; yellow beaks
prodding his cowled head,
while saint-like he bears the siege
in silence
II June 30th, 2006 - 4:30 AM In the quiet yellow light of morning. all is not well. Cries of distress from the cherry tree peeping notes of terror. Owl rises silent on thick gray wings a limp nestling in his talons.
III June 30th, 2006 - 6:00 PM In Baghdad a gun butt splinters an ancient door. Shots echo. Veiled women, eyes bright with alarm, rush bewildered children silently through tortuous alleys.
Copyright 2007 Ingrid Karnikis
