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Vanishing Song Birds
Vanishing Song Birds
Poetry

I understand history as possibility...that could also stop being a possibility.  —Paulo Freire

The winds of extinction sing a mournful song
in the rustling grass,
where the bobwhite drums
and the meadowlark's melody is vanishing.

The winds of extinction sing a mournful song
in the dark forest shadows,
where the boreal chickadee's
voice is no longer heard
and the grosbeak
serenades a coming hush.

The winds of extinction sing a mournful song
over the troubled waters,
where the great scaup
quietly rests for the last time
and the harsh-voiced tern
skydives to death.

The winds of extinction sing a mournful song
while we wait
to find our voices
to sing for their rebirth.

 

About the Author

  • The Rev. Stephen Shick is Minister Emeritus of the Unitarian Church of Marlborough and Hudson. He also served our congregations in Haverhill, MA and Portland, ME. Nationally he served our faith as the founding Director of UU Peace Network and Director of the UU Service Committee...

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