A Murmuration

A murmuration swoops, curls

blackly against creeping dusk

seen silently from the window.

I imagine the camaraderie in furious wings

the machinations of large populations

where all are bound in keeping an even distance

and rarely stare a neighbour in the eye.


I don’t deny the beauty of it, the collective mind in flight

but all this is from where I stand, and

not the birds-eye view of

small town minds where small good mornings

and bare civilities keep us comfortably apart.



One thought on “A Murmuration

  1. “The collective mind in flight” poetic perfection! I love your theme of being “comfortably uncomfortable.” Rich, insightful verse that examines the bigger questions in life. Warm wishes, Deborah.

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