Swift peregrine falcons
speed home each spring
to their nests in Michigan.
Where have they been these swiftest ones?
Now home they nest
high atop the power plant stack
where they see the Grand River below
and further out the estuary
of Lake Michigan.
Far below them fly
homing pigeons, doves, sparrows
wood ducks, mergansers.
And on the ground below their nest
tiny ankle bracelets from banded birds
are strewn all about.
A poem from my book, Between Sweetwater and Sand to be published soon.