A Word From The Feral Pigeon

1.
À l’îsle, where sealers, marauders, naturalists came, the amphibology

of strangers-not-estranged.

Trying to eulogise, outlining from ornithology to anthology,

almost preservation.

My first words are amatory, armoury, (à)mourir                                 to have and to hoard

damaged bone, the tarsometarsus, a prized feather

(... don’t think it hasn’t hurt me).