Poems of the Week

Fine Fauna Friends

by Marshall Begel

“Pigeon found outside Florida hair salon reunites with owner after 15 months”

I’ve heard “rats with wings” amid scurrilous things
Describing the lowly rock dove,
But harming a pigeon would cross my religion
For he may be somebody’s love.

That lawn-wrecking hole might be home to a mole
That’s cherished by someone or other.
Assume every spider might have eggs inside her,
And people admire a mother.

So don’t predetermine that pests are mere vermin
For all may be precious to some,
Except I cast vetoes on grace for mosquitos—
To hell with that bloodsucking scum!