Monday, June 30, 2014

A Sonnet for a Squirrel



The Kaibab Squirrel


 

The Kaibab squirrel, lacking in all shame 

poses for pictures, grasps for commissions,

French fries, sugar cones, other concessions.

A squirrel, yes, perhaps, only in name

He would peel your pocket to find spare change.

No blinks at click or flash, his impression

posture perfect, in high definition

foregrounded in a rectangle, and framed.

 

What brings you here, for surely you are lost?

Sciurus, scurrying salesman confined

to posing for self-same selfies. It pays,

He says, now conversational. The cost

is minimal, the memories divine

da Vinci didn’t work for free. No way

 
 

3 comments:

  1. The South Kaibab is where Pat's ashes were spread 2012. This is superb, lovely, divine. Beautiful work, Nancy!

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