KARI GUNTER-SEYMOUR

Corn, Sunflower Seeds and Peanuts


My son bought the feeder as a joke
after I emailed several corny TikTok reels
of baby squirrels at a rescue habitat

dressed in frilly dresses and ridiculous 
hats, hamming it up for the cameras, miniature
rutabagas propped between their paws.

They’re nearly as theatrical here, 
without cause or costume, 
scurrying upside down and crossways.

I have a favorite who sports
a reddish use-your-imagination 
heart-shaped mark

smack in the middle of his forehead.
He barks at me on days 
I’m late to fill the feed box.

My son teases me, his tree-hugger
mother spending cash money 
on silly rodents who will eventually 

raid the trash cans and make
a mess of the bird feeders, 
then in the next breath admits 

he’s been doling out apples to a small 
herd of white-tailed, who line up 
at his back door every morning, feeds

them in spite of the fact they nibble his hostas
nearly to the ground every summer, as if 
his flower bed is a Ruby Tuesday’s salad bar.

Our critter care won’t stop 
the polar ice caps from melting, 
or curb world hunger, 

but from where I stand, in this mucked-up world
practicing compassion is an act of resistance. 
I’m totally down with that. 

Kari Gunter-Seymour is the immediate past poet laureate of Ohio and a recipient of an IPPY Bronze, NYC Big Book, Feathered Quill, and Next Generation Indie Finalist Book award. Her newest collection “All That Teethes Within” is forthcoming Fall 2026 from University of Kentucky Press. Her work has been featured in World Literature Today, American Book Review, Rattle, About Place Journal, Poem-a-Day, Katie Curic’s Wake Up Call and The New York Times.