“A rustle nearby startles me, until I realize it is only a tiny House sparrow foraging about.
Two more land nearby and so as not to disturb their scavenger hunt, I stand still and
observe them. I’ve always thought of sparrows as unremarkable, and yet watching these
little heads bobbing, I can’t help but notice the intricacy of their designs –
the contrasting shades of the plumage, the identifying streak of brown across their eyes,
and their undeniably sweet song.”
Excerpt from Writing Lessons #2: Sparrows
One Woman's Quest II 
Thanks for reminding me about the sparrows, VJ. I will place a birdseed bowl for them on my terrace.
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Sweet. Thanks Hammad
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I love this! 💖
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Thanks Eugi!
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Most welcome, VJ.
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I love this poem, both for the sparrows’ own sake and for the lesson we humans would do well to heed.
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It was a good writing exercise, to consider the ordinary. Thank you.
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You’re welcome.
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There’s beauty in everything if we look.
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Agreed!
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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Yes!
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👍🏼👍🏼👍🏼
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I love sparrows, even though they are everywhere. I especially love the “sparrow trees” where they all gather and chatter at once. (K)
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Yes, their sweet songs distinct!
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When I got my very first part-time job as a teenager, one of the first things I saved for was a bird feeder. I love birds, and yes, particularly the unassuming sweet sparrow.
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Sweet. I love them too.
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I had taken sparrows for granted all my life. They have all but disappeared from Delhi, and I feel so bad for my kids that growing up they never had sparrows around.
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Really? Interesting, as they hardy little birds.
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They are hardy but loss of habitat due to urbanisation, pollution and growing population of pigeons and crows have taken toll.
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