Parakeets

I stopped by Green-Wood Cemetery in Brooklyn this week to visit the locally famous parakeets. This group flew over and landed by me, sat and squawked for a while, and then flew deeper into the cemetery. Monk parakeets have been around Brooklyn for about forty years; the colony at Green-Wood is one of the largest […]

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Quiet Mockingbirds

When I picture a mockingbird, it often looks like the one below – sitting on a conspicuous perch with beak open and singing loudly. But mockingbirds don’t sing in winter. I have written about winter mockingbirds before – but every year I notice their seasonal personality change. For the last few weeks, as the weather […]

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Pretty Pigeons

And a poem – Pigeons by Richard Kell They paddle with staccato feet In powder-pools of sunlight, Small blue busybodies Strutting like fat gentlemen With hands clasped Under their swallowtail coats; And, as they stump about, Their heads like tiny hammers Tap at imaginary nails In non-existent walls. Elusive ghosts of sunshine Slither down the […]

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