Monday, January 20, 2014

A Poem by William Davies, Jr.

Because they cannot
differentiate time,
birds do not know
the seeds I put
in the feeder
on New Year's Day
come with aspirations
like everything else
on this day,
that the hand
filling the trough
will have been the one
to point the way
as peace paces ahead.
William Davies, Jr. has published in numerous literary reviews such as The Cortland Review, Wilderness House Review, Gloom Cupboard and most recently, Miller's Pond and Absinthe.  He lives happily with his wife on ten acres in rural Pennsylvania. He's hoping to publish his very first book of poems in 2013.

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