Magazine article World Literature Today

I Scatter Bread Crumbs to the Sparrows

Magazine article World Literature Today

I Scatter Bread Crumbs to the Sparrows

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From my palms spills the joy of sparrows.

I call them to the crumbs, Come quickly! and Who will be first?

Their frozen bills warm,

their small feet etch messages into the earth,

but the snow falls, wipes the letters away.

The birds are patient -

they draw the lines once again,

teaching me a new alphabet.

One bird corrects a mistake with a claw

and the book of poems is full.

As the sparrows peck at the crumbs

from inside the house driftnews-sounds -

I overhear - Ahmadinejad . . . Timashenko . . .

The US minister of defense . . .

What is the impact of a nuclear weapon?

The sparrows continue pecking at the bread

Yuliya seems to be just as interesting as Yanukovich,

In Gates's ideas, there is no fear of hunger. …

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