Tag Archives: woodpigeon

Feathered philosopher

Image credit: Tristan Ferne

Philosophising woodpigeon
poses existential questions
each and every morning, without …
fail:

Who do-you think you-are?
Who do-you think you-are?
Who do-you think you-are?
Who?

My very sense of selfhood’s
undercut repeatedly,
I really doubt I ever …
knew.

Before I make my own quietus
feathered Plato shifts next door,
interrogates our neighbours …
who

will too, in their turn, have
identities belittled by
his nauseating bill and …
coo:

Who do-you think you-are?
Who do-you think you-are?
Who do-you think you-are?
Who?