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San Clemente Journal

DICHOTOMY by Clara Foulger

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I sat near a kitchen window
Watching a house wren bathe and drink in my rain filled bird-bath
I admired the flash of red around his neck
He flew off when a flock of titmice landed near his bath
Moments later, he flew by my window shocking me!
He had a still struggling Monarch butterfly in his bill,
that wren is now non-grata at my bird bath!

Clara Foulger
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