No Pear Tree and No Partridges
but
Sleepy sea lions soaking sun
and
relishing surf splashed high
hundreds of cormorants
standing around in their own shit
ignoring each other
and
pelicans, a sea gull, and a pigeon
sharing a rock rising out of the sea
near where harbor seals swim
and sleep and quarrel
and a squirrel sits and watches

finally a fine foggy fog
teasing a white lighthouse wall
just up the hill from agave
all in a cluster unaware
and obviously unaffected
by the sea and me
and
Margaret and Nancy were there, too.