Friday, July 25, 2025

25.07.2025

The pigeons that pepper the

Flat, white roof 

Outside my open kitchen window, 

Are lying down in the 

Afternoon sun. Perplexed,

And maybe, a little concerned, 

Seek out the oracle, 

To see what she knows:

"Hey Google," I say, "what does it mean 

When an entire flock of pigeons

Lie down in the afternoon sun?" 

But disappointingly, 

There's no great mystery,

Sometimes pigeons just lie down

And there is no storm 

Coming in from the West, 

Nor will the Ayatollah, or  the Houtis 

Disturb our Shabbat.

At least not as far as these birds are concerned

The pigeons are simply lying down; 

But here's the thing:  when 

You live in a world, where

Fate turns quickly, through both

Nature, and man, something as simple 

As pigeons loafing on rooftops 

Might seem like a sign

If you believe in that sort of thing. 






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