ICHABOD
No telling him
he looks ridiculous.
This banty rooster—
all 8 inches of him—
puffs up and
struts his maleness
dwarfed by the full-sized hens.
Icky’s crow is an
octave too high and it
falters at the end to a
squeak, and we laugh,
but fondly.
—from Rattle #43, Spring 2014
Tribute to Love Poems
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Mark D. Hart: “Our little banty rooster, Ichabod, has been dead for years now, but he remains alive in the treasury of family memories. Writing poetry is a way for me to, if not immortalize, at least prolong the memory and the savor of the joys and sorrows that have made up my life and to share them with others.” (website)
