Alone, the wild goose refuses food and drink,
his calls searching for the flock.
Who feels compassion for that single shadow
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Alone, the wild goose refuses food and drink, his calls searching for the flock.
Caught between compassion for the lost goose and disdain of the crowd.
An excellent. The first word emphasizes the loneliness of the wild goose, and the first line, her emotional state. Yet there is no one to feel or show compassion. Even the crows ignore her. The poem is not about loneliness, but really about that human state where one is abandoned by all.
Goose? Yes, but I also see the orphans, the abandoned, the street kids... Well written poem.