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MY NAME WAS MARTHA!

You humans called me Martha , caged me in Cincinnati Zoo - where I died

June 28 1914 , that year a whirlwind began , may be my - our revenge

I was the last of my kind , my kith and kin , you shot them all , you missed me

Once upon a time we were plenty , so many of us filled the sky's over the Americas

We flew in millions , YES MILLIONS , some estimates say BILLIONS , in a single flock

Hard for you to imagine I know

We'd take fourteen hours to pass over your head

A mile wide , three hundred miles long that's why we took so long

We were true natives of the sky's of these Americas

You shot us all , it was sport , so you said , just a bit of fun , your right

I sang my songs of lament from my cage in Cincinnati zoo

as locked up , in a prison , for no crime , being the last of my kind , a crime?

You humans , committed , THE crime , that crime , genocide , death of a whole species , that , species , MINE!

No return songs from my kith and kin , their voices stilled for ever, only mine sang

Out

no response , no more , no one left to listen , anyway

When they found me dead on the floor of my cage

They had me stuffed and mounted by a local taxidermist

Now I , the last Passenger Pigeon , is silenced , my song no longer sounds

Now , silenced songs , in the silent sky

Ken D Williams

The Dyslexic Wordsmith Ov Thanet





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Leovinus
Also one of my favourites of yours, Our Ken.

Nice hat :-)
2016-12-04


Jamsbo Rockda The PoetBay support member heart!
Oh your work is much better Ken. It tells the story from a different direction which personalizes it. Very well done. Had I known that it was already done so well I would not have posted mine :)
2015-04-19


night soul woman The PoetBay support member heart!
This one is among your best ones! That's what I felt, that's my reading experience. Thank you for sharing! Really:) *applause*
2014-01-31


Jeffrey Z Rothstein
Excellent read about a tragic ecological episode. You make the charade of displaying the last Passenger Pigeon in the Cincinnati Zoo too personal to ignore. This is often just what happens when a species is destroyed; those remaining are fetishized, as if preserving their remains, after they expire, is somehow the same as if the creature were allowed to thrive without such senseless intrusions. (We seem to do something similar with vanishing groups of humans as well--I think of those Remington paintings at the end of the Nineteenth century, that were so polura after the harsh overrunning of so many indigenous peoples and cultures; and I often wonder what that says about Western culture)

Of course, I am mindful of the desire to retain a gene pool where rare species are concerned. But, it occurs to me that I am rendering the whole episode in such oobjectifying terms that it is reduced to an issue of quantifiable measurements and other artifacts of human reasoning. You said it much better, and with a compassion that is often lacking in historical recountings.
2014-01-27


Editorial Team The PoetBay support member heart!
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2014-01-20


Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
Excellent Ken, a tragedy of mankind sadly

Elle x
2014-01-05



The read was sad and tragic. I read about Martha and it is such a shame. Species are disappearing everyday because of our neglect and cruelty.
Ashe
2014-01-05



I just read an article yesterday about Martha. It's tragic, like the extermination of the American bison (buffalo). I'm sure it seemed impossible at the time that BILLIONS could be wiped out.

What an interesting poem, Ken, totally unique, and a history lesson as well. Well done and thank you.

Coincidentally, I saw a flock of blackbirds a few days ago, the largest I've ever seen, a cloud about a half a mile long and a hundred yards wide, flying over head. I've never seen anything like. It's lucky for them no one wants to eat them.
2014-01-04


Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
Nicely put, Ken. It's a sad story.
2014-01-04


countryfog
"One flock in 1866 in southern Ontario was described as being 1 mi (1.5 km) wide and 300 mi (500 km) long, took 14 hours to pass, and held in excess of 3.5 billion birds. That number, if accurate, would likely represent a large fraction of the entire population at the time."

I hadn't known about Martha . . . in a way it's even sadder having a name and a story to put to the last of her kind.
2014-01-04