Less tetchiness

This is the day tetchiness transcends
the illusion of I am - except
I can see right through it. Oh
how I annoy myself! Out in the snow,
song sparrows and juncos vie
for suet and fresh-spilled sunflower
seeds, and I imagine yet again
how to grow my own, how to
create wildlife feed in my garden
on purpose, mind you, come
next summer, and I consider once 
more, polite ways to ask deer
not to help themselves so early.
Why shouldn't they? And why chase
starlings? Less tetchiness, more peace.

news from a small town 2, January 2013