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The Wood Duck's Home
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Tamara Madison


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Let me live alone
in the wood duckís home
in a box on a post
at the edge of a stream
Iíll watch small fish teem
and leaves drift by
from a hole as round
as the wood duckís eye.

From here in May
I will see frogs grow,
hear cedars squeak
on the winds of spring.
The wood duck will know
to leave me alone
in the little box house
at the edge of the stream.

Iíll watch sunlight widen
and yellow leaves drop
and stream water thicken
to ice and stop. And then
when the woods go quiet
with snow, I will hear
you calling and maybe then
Iíll go.


© by Tamara Madison.
Used with the authorís permission.


Tamara Madison is a swimmer, dog lover, and retired high school teacher of English and French. Author of a chapbook, The Belly Remembers, and two full length collections of poems, Wild Domestic and Moraine, she lives in Southern California. Learn more about Tamara at tamaramadisonpoetry.com.

 

 


Post New Comment:
Anastasia:
Also, your photo is fantastic! Wonderfully alive and joyous!
Posted 08/14/2021 01:13 AM
Anastasia:
I love everything about thisthe words, the images, the idea of living in such lovely solitude.
Posted 08/14/2021 01:13 AM
shirley.bruton@gmail.com:
Beautiful visuals! Thanks.
Posted 05/31/2021 04:18 PM
barbara eknoian:
I like the observation from spring to winter in nature.
Posted 05/30/2021 07:33 PM
BAMars:
I love this, Tamara. It has an almost fairy tale quality about it, and it feels like one of those poems that just always existed. It's dreamy.
Posted 05/30/2021 04:00 PM
cork:
Reading this poem out loud was a real pleasure like swimming laps.
Posted 05/30/2021 09:58 AM
paradea:
I love this poem! It's one of those that lends itself to being read aloud. At least for me, anyway!
Posted 05/30/2021 09:08 AM
Larry Schug:
I, too, think the perspective is what makes this poem unique. We just had a hatching of six wood ducks on our pond, so I've had wood ducks on my mind anyway. Serendipity.
Posted 05/30/2021 08:01 AM
bobbi43sml@aol.com:
I love the perspective of watching the seasons thru that little round hole. The tranquility is palatable
Posted 05/30/2021 06:52 AM


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