New Citizen – July Stone #4

Oblivious to Passerine genealogy

or the proud lineage of kinglet,

bushtit, fairywren and raven,

my little immigrant Tree Sparrow

faithfully tucks seed in the open

maw of her fluttering young.


The Eurasian Tree Sparrow was brought to St. Louis from Europe by German immigrants in 1870. They took hold in this area, the only place in the U. S.,  tho they were nearly crowded out by a horde of other sorts of sparrows mainly the House Sparrow. They have spread sparsely to the suburbs and further into rural fields and have become rare in the city. The mixed flock in my back yard includes a pair of this little black-cheeked Tree Sparrow and, this spring, one fledgling still begging to be fed.


About wrensong

I am a poet who collects stones. I am a wanderer of creek beds and forests, canyons and high desert who, coming home, sometimes finds words to tell the story. I am a companion with others in the search for Deep, Wild Soul. I shape containers in time and space for others to come together to write, to tell their stories, to hold each other in the telling. I am a grandmother and the companion of a cat named Alaya. I often travel out into open country with a man who calls himself Dunewalker who has hung his hammock in my heart.
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