Cody Kucker
Task
If willing it won’t fill the feeder,
There’ll be no more titmice, no chickadees,
Though a full bag of seed is in the shed,
Right behind the hydraulic car jack wedged
In front of the green bin with the summer floats.
Knowing exactly where it is
Doesn’t make the slightest bit of difference.
And that, my friends, about sums up
Why it’s been so damn hard to draw
The sweet things back to me.
Cody Kucker, Albatross, #28.