remember, as an 8 year old child, looking up
at my brothers’ homing
pigeons as they circled high above our house.
He raised them for the army during World War
pigeon was hatched with a crossed beak.
the mother pigeon stopped feeding her, this little
pigeon was unable to pick up grain from the ground.
My brother fed her by opening her beak and pushing
grain into her mouth. She became our pet, following
us around and perching on our shoulders. She
outside the pigeon pen because the other pigeons
picked on her.