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Bluejay and I

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The bluejay perches on the
ear of corn stuck on a post,
he’s blue, white, black with a
topknot sticking up as if he
hadn’t combed his hair. He’s harsh
at his singing but now he works
his beak against the corn until
he digs out a kernel, flies
to the oak tree, holds the grain
between his toes and hammers it
to pieces and eats it.
It’s the hard way, all right, but
so do I work hard for my bread.
He takes corn earth gave me
as if he owned it, and so do I.
He fattens his guts on my labor
and I do too.

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The bluejay perches on the
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Spectrum, the Richmond Tri-Annual Review 5 (Winter 1969-1970) 25.
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