California Thrasher

T is for thrasher

 

Except. . . . There’s no exceptions. He’s a bird

like every other bird. He’s just a bird

and even birders give this bird a pass.

He isn’t like a California Quail.

He’s not a star. And even though he walks

and runs along the ground like quail

he’s not a quail and so he might as well

be hidden in the chaparral. Who cares?

Who ever visited the Pinnacles

to see a California Thrasher when

there’s California Condors to be seen?

And yet, there’s something. There has got to be

a reason why I search the bushes for

this little mimic who pretends that he

is someone else. Perhaps the reason why

I watch for him is that he’s just like me.

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