The power line supports two pigeons

buttressed against a sly wind

 

                for a good hour they hunch together

                nature sparing them a need to move

 

I approve of them together

find them a good pairing.

 

                 They can get up to mischief I know

                  with their white napalm on cars

                  irritating the hell out of fresh cherries

 

but here on the wire they are impressive

and expressive of a desire to couple

in this lonely theme of nature

 

cruel to its most dedicated flocks.