14 July 2026

Hearing the Wild near Home

 

House Sparrow


How lucky to have the constant music
of the wild in birdsong.  A bird-sound cell
phone app says today's musical mixture
is robins, house sparrows, mourning doves, and
catbirds—though which sings which song, I don’t know.
 
Ordinary birds seem extraordinary
to me sitting on the porch with closed eyes,
imagining I’m walking in the gentle woods
across the way.  A rollator is a poor vehicle
for woods walking, but the birds come here.
 
They fly from tree branches to roof to ground,
yet too far away to see their markings.
I wonder if they know the kind service
they perform by making this plain porch wild
and spiritual for those who used to roam.


For Sumana's prompt "Wildlife in your Vicinity" at What's Going On?  


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© 2026 Susan L. Chast 

6 comments:

  1. Sometimes as I walk my famiiar forest path I hear various birds. I have no idea what they are, but I appreciate them. I doubt they know the 'kind service' they perform.but they give of themselves freely and wonderfully as I walk. You expressed so well the joy of hearing the songs of the 'ordinary birds' in our midst.

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  2. A most beautiful poem, Susan. Catbird must be a North American bird. When I saw the images of birds for today's poem my heart did a delightful dance but at the same time a kind of sadness overwhelmed me because we don't get to see house sparrows where we live anymore. I love the simplicity the poem adorns. And I adore the three closing lines.

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  3. I love that they make porch sitting wild and spiritual for you. I sit out front a lot, too, watching and listening as the wee birds chirp and hop around.

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  4. I love your reflections on how the natural world can both sing and brighten our days - Jae

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  5. Lovely, Susan. That is how I feel when I'm sitting on my deck. Wonderful music!

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