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Poems and Thoughts by Frank Maurer
Bird Talk--Three Thousand Miles Apart.
I was talking on the phone with my friend, Leland.
I was in California, but a former Easterner,
And he was in Pennsylvania, territory I knew well.
When I talk on the phone, I often attempt to visualize
Just what the speaker is doing or where heesh might be.
Leland was walking outdoors amongst his sights and sounds.
Suddenly, I interrupted to query, focussing on a prominent bird call.
Is that a Cardinal I asked? Leland doesn't know birds--let alone calls.
He walked towards the sound--a questionable brownish bird--a sparrow.
No. I urged him to explore further and suddenly
He described a flash of red--perhaps a robin?
Upon closer scrutiny, he declared--"No, all red !"
With that, he declared, "Right, a Cardinal !"
Fun to bird watch from sound only and thus be part of Leland's world.
Frank Maurer 27 April 2024. 0930 Hours.
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