Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Great Regulars: I love the way the following poem

by Susie Patlove opens, with the little rooster trying to "be what he feels he must be." This poet lives in Massachusetts, in a community called Windy Hill, which must be a very good place for chickens, too.

Poor Patriarch

from Ted Kooser: American Life in Poetry: Column 245

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