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Category Archives: Chickens
being kissed
he greets me with a kiss
not a peck ~ we’re not chickens
we’re humans, being
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Chicken. Wired
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The confines of fear
Keep us safe. From adventure.
Real life. Here, we live.
The farmer
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Responsible for
So many lives. Most times for-
gets about his own
n.b. There are sheep and lambs and cows and chickens and baby chicks and a dog
that the farmer cares for
There are crows and pheasants and and swallows and swifts and rats and mice and sparrows and robins and a squirrel
that come to steal from the farm table
There is little time for communion with humans; for some R&R, for disconnection, for his partner
The farm is his life
Broad daylight or Dead of night
On thé farm
This week only….
Approx tally:
Half a spring lamb
One whole sheep
A dozen or so chickens
One fox
Causes:
Fox attack
Unknown
Heart attacks / Fox attacks
Shot by farmer
Results:
Shock and horror
Bewilderment plus two orphan lambs to bottle rear from here
Loss of profit
One less fox to worry about
*possibly uncounted cubs crying for mum
I learned today…3
On the farm
Chicken Run
Chickens
Even pasture raised ones
Keel over
Have heart attacks
From over-eating
Growing too quick
Their bodies can’t
Keep up
It’s not their fault
It’s the new race
They’ve been bred that way
By us humans
To feed us humans
The plump beasts
The fat thighs
We desire
Nothing less
Than obesity
Equality
In the long run
N.b
Farm2Fork rocks.
Learning new things everyday.
Thanks Oliver White
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