yesterday, on my way to meet a friend for coffee
I drove past a bare tree, branches filled with sparrows, maybe, maybe not actually sparrows, as i am not a birder
but filled with sparrows and one tangle of a nest
and I laughed
feast or famine, I wondered
am I looking at abundance or insufficiency?
what armload of sparrows am I holding
while staring at a single nest, knowing it is not enough