Turkey | Creative Writing | Seven Days | Vermont's Independent Voice

Published November 21, 2007 at 1:02 p.m.


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Wild tom yesterday at the far

edge of woods

cautiously measuring potential

snatching bugs from leaves

of cinnamon and interrupted ferns.

Today under the bird feeder

still alone among the dross

of sunflower seeds.

I imagine him

the Judas of turkeys,

outcast and made brave

by his hunger

or the Magdalene of turkeys

shunned

for being most

what the others need.