mourning dove

east texas and southern california. bird petri dishes to some extent. but in these regions, i never noticed.

in the thriving metropolis of arkadelphia, arkansas, i took a course half-devoted to bird watching. i now know who cooks for you all. but that's about it.

today i hear the cry of a mourning dove with surprising regularity. this previous white noise now sings with shape and sadness.  

awareness, my ear's salvation. education, my mind's new freedom.

there is life, i've been told, singing from the nests of trees and the nooks of balconies. and i hear it, now, with surprising regularity.

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  1. Exquisite, Jake! I especially like "...this previous white noise now sings with shape and sadness.

    awareness, my ear's salvation. education, my mind's new freedom."

    Kathleen Pharis

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    1. thanks kathleen. very kind. miss you and friends in LA.

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