A Shallow Poet
She is a poet
I love hawks
she said
Do you?
I love hawks too
I said
and eagles
I hate starlings
English sparrows
crows
pigeons most of the time
and even many gulls
She said
I love English sparrows
and pigeons
Pigeons get picked on by people
Are you shallow?
she asked
Am I a shallow poet?
Perhaps I am
A poet cannot be shallow
Lest he be an impostor
I ponder
Perhaps she's right
I still hate starlings
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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