Photo of three domestic geese, white with orange bills, staring directly at us over a woven wattle fence. They each have a stern look on their face. There’s water behind them, then mud, then a wall made of stone blocks. Green branches of a tree are hanging down into the photo with a spot of sun on them.

Talk to me

My geese this morning
down here in the hollow
are honking and honking.
But listen!
They sound like barking dogs
with a ragged edge to their mood.
I try but I don’t understand their complaint.
Maybe they’re just too mad to explain themslves.

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