Alison Cassidy

Rookie (6th August,1945 / Melbourne, Australia)

White Ibis With Plastic Bag - Poem by Alison Cassidy

I was pushing the laden trolley

when I saw him - flying low
with long outstretched wings
and something blue
like a parachute
trailing behind.

A white ibis!

He dropped out of the air
close to me
and staggered
drunkenly
into the Safeway loading bay.

I crawled after him on hands and knees.

He was utterly helpless
helpless and ridiculous
wearing that silly plastic bag
like a necklace.

A moment of hesitation
- as I perused the long curved bill -
then I lunged quickly
and held the bird tight
(Mum used to keep chooks)

His trembling body felt warm
and fragile beneath my hands
and his beak wasn't sharp at all -
but rubbery when he pecked me.
It didn't hurt a bit.

I removed the bag
and the bird flew away
leaving me strangely elated.


Comments about White Ibis With Plastic Bag by Alison Cassidy

  • Elysabeth Faslund (7/19/2007 12:37:00 PM)

    beak wasn't short at all, when he pecked me. Pecking was his job. Oh how sensitive you were to do this! ! With the story line, images, flow...this is something an editor is waiting for, Alison! I wish everyone, who could, would do this type of rescuing! ! Too often I would see a 'diving duck' with a six-pack, plastic ring around it's neck. Great job on TWO arenas! ! xxElysabeth (Report)Reply

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  • (2/17/2007 11:02:00 PM)

    how beautiful...animals seem to know when they have come across a human being that can help them...i loved this poem because it has an environmental feel to it...the juxtaposition being that you saved a creature from one of the many problems human beings have created for the natural world...plastics..no wonder you felt elated...Love Sandyxxx (Report)Reply

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  • (1/16/2007 5:22:00 PM)

    Allie, you probably saved a life. Great story and a very engrossing read as ever. You have a true storyteller's gift. And there's not a duffer amongst them. Every word and every line counts. x jim (Report)Reply

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  • (11/14/2006 10:49:00 PM)

    No small feat accomplished on that day. That is one relatively large boid (as Jerry would say) with which to be dealing. Another one of your authentic 'tranche de vie' type pieces served up rather nicely. Reminded me of two springs ago when I tried to return a baby cardinal to its nest, and was met with its dive-bombing mother; should have had the old hockey helmet on. Oh well, a few pecks to the unprotected melon didn't deter my successful effort. LOL! (Report)Reply

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  • Patrick Ladbrooke (10/26/2006 2:18:00 AM)

    A delightful and touching story. Your adrenalin did you proud on that day. Today there are too many people who pretend not to notice to avoid embarassment or inconvenience. Charming, thanks!

    Patrick xx
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  • (10/21/2006 4:00:00 AM)

    Excellent poem Alison that predicts one day the polluted plastic dragon will swallow the whole world? Thank you for your kindness. (Report)Reply

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  • (10/18/2006 9:16:00 PM)

    reminds me of the time my son and i saved a snake caught in a net! ! ! ...great thing to do, allison...plastic though useful is one of the most polluting thing man ever made...beautiful poem and a wonderful act of kindness...love...nalini (Report)Reply

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  • (10/18/2006 6:21:00 PM)

    What a lovely read, Allie. And I'm so glad you were in the right place at the right time, and, no doubt, so is the ibis.

    Love, Fran xx
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  • (10/18/2006 5:16:00 PM)

    As an eye-witness to this event, I'd enjoy seeing the people who manufacture plastic bags have them pulled over their heads, and kept there for an indefinte period. (Report)Reply

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  • Ernestine Northover (10/18/2006 3:10:00 PM)

    Your good deed for the day Alison, and what a delightful story. A pleasure to read, a really lovely write.
    Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
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  • (10/18/2006 2:36:00 PM)

    Dear Allie
    a lovely poem...a wonderful story....blessings on ya..from all critters....including me...



    Love, D.
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  • (10/18/2006 12:50:00 PM)

    He would have felt your utter beauty; he would not have been able to fly away otherwise. You feel proud and exhilerated and so you should. Your writing of it is superb. I love these shapshots of yours, of real events, told masterfully, with emotion (but quasi-objective, as if removed): mature, intelligent and uplifting.
    Wonderful, AAA. t x
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  • (10/18/2006 9:52:00 AM)

    Awwww...It's a good thing you've done Allie...a good thing! That bird is somewhere thanking you! Neat poem, even though I admit, I don't know what an Ibis is...
    Hugs,
    Dee
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  • (10/18/2006 7:39:00 AM)

    Another entertaining story from you Allie.... I like this one, it's warms up yer cockles! Very good - as ever - HG xx (Report)Reply

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  • Frank James Ryan Jr...fjr (10/18/2006 6:21:00 AM)

    SO, MOTHER NATURE IS A 'YOUNG LADY' AFTER ALL...& AN AUSSIE POET TO BOOT, BYJOVE! Great Work, Poetess A..YOU'RE ABOUT MID - DAY, AND IM JUST FADIN' AWAY(7AM USA/EST) ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010


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