Contributor: Donal Mahoney
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I have spent hours
lying in the sun
on Joe Brickle’s farm
waiting for Pedro and Pablo
to fetch Little José
with his sickle and scythe
to cut down the high grass
so Pedro and Pablo
can roar their mowers
over the cowlicks.
I have not wasted time
lying in the sun
watching two doves
in the grass
walking in circles
waiting for a sparrow
to dance on the rung
of a feeder
Joe Brickle hung
in his Dogwood.
The doves need the seed
the sparrow will scatter.
Joe Brickle named goats
after prophets in the Bible.
He'd be happy to know
that I've named the doves
Pedro and Pablo
and the sparrow
now landing
is Little José.
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Donal Mahoney, a native of Chicago, lives in exile now in St. Louis, Missouri. His poetry and fiction have appeared in a variety of publications in North America, Europe, Asia and Africa.
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