illustrated poem – a pregnant gander

Collaboration with Justin McIntosh

hey you silly goose:
standing there wobbly hinged
a mess of webbed feet
one claw atop the other’s

though that walk no worse a prima donna’s
your neck long and lifted

that beautiful golden beak unperturbed
in air thin and stale with wet and droppings

for what have you to fear?
this stretch of park?
yours alone.

nearby your kin sound a ridiculous bray of honkings


might you peck and bite
my heart?
as i walk past
chilled in evening’s shadows
with luster just leaving the skies

but you
couldn’t be less bothered
nor moved.