A Gannet Named Nigel
Morus serrator
—The Washington Post by Karin Brulliard, February 6, 2018
should i be sad for Nigel
maybe bellow his loss?
he loved a cement
Gannet for all of his life
she was a decoy
a lure to bring more of his kind
and yet, for years he was faithful
he gave her fish and renovated their nest
she was everything for him season after season
his silent companion on an empty rocky shore
while her paint faded and no other gannets met
he waited by her side
for the sound of her and others
was his song different then in this void?
did he sing his throaty vibrato?
or did he wait to be far at sea to screech?
i don’t know these things
but i know something about his seclusion
too afraid to venture far
now i live with decoys—images that talk inside of boxes
where i share a few fragments
in the safety of these flat screens
like Nigel—
i feed my solitude the best i can
try to find faith in a setting sun
while i cling to this hope—
a world full of Gannets and their full song
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