Tarred Beaches

By Lee Kirk

killdeer

live

in the city

I hear

them cry

at night

and pity

them for

their plain-

tive sound

although

they are perfect-

ly happy

to lay

on the flat-

topped roof of

the church a-

cross

the street

where

no gulls

prey

and wind

does not blow

their

eggs or

long-legged

children

away

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