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Old Glory


    

turkey_head.jpgDucks are selected for bright yellow bath time toys. Swans contribute their elegant forms to crystal and brocade. However, It was not until Old Glory arrived on our homestead with his harem of adoring hens that I understood why turkeys are chosen to describe dysfunctional cars, and why going ‘cold turkey’ describes extreme discomfort.  In five months he has morphed from a waddling ball of white fluff to a compelling metaphor for human greed, ineptitude, vanity, and arrogance. No exaggeration is required. Old glory has demonstrated why turkeys are useful to writers of farce. His cocky strut, self-congratulatory gobble, and baroque plumage make him the uncontested czar of the barnyard. Old Glory wakes me every morning by pecking on the glass pane of the door next to my bed. He sleeps under the open sky even as ice accumulates on his back and icicles hang from his wings. He not only follows on my heels as I go about my chores, he enjoys a daily hug. Wrapping my arms around his plump chest I am inches from the Baroque spectacle that his head affords. These four inches are my daily dose of topographical and chromatic wonderment.  No one passes Old Glory by. We salute his ungainly magnificence, and affirm the diversity that offers ‘cute’ ducklings, ‘elegant’ swans, and ‘sumptuous, ostentatious, extravagant’ turkeys.    
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