Squirrel Convention


In the wetlands, I observe
five squirrels on a stump,
a curious rodent convention
surrounded by blooming mustard,
golden grasses and thistles.

One functions as lookout,
scans the skies for hunting hawks.
Spooked by leashed dogs,
my innocuous trespass,
he barks a warning to his companions.

The disturbed colony chirps,
disbands to take cover.
Furry streaks disappear underground,
their conclave interrupted
by my clumsy morning meander.

By Jennifer Lagier

Squirrels standing on giant tree stump


The author, Jennifer LagierJennifer Lagier has published ten books and in literary magazines. She taught with California Poets in the Schools, co-edits the Homestead Review, helps coordinate Monterey Bay Poetry Consortium readings. Newest books: Harbingers (Blue Light Press), Scene of the Crime (Evening Street Press), Camille Abroad (FutureCycle), Forthcoming: Like a B Movie (FutureCycle Press, 2018).Click here to visit her website. Photo by the author.

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