White Duck Cult

By Eric Greinke

Walking along a riverbank with an old friend, I
came to a place at the river bend where an oak had
fallen across the channel to form a calm pool, safe
from the main flow. Twenty ducks paddled around,
feeding up-tail. All the ducks were mallards, except
for a single white domestic.

The white duck had the attention of the mallard
females. They bobbed their heads enthusiastically in
response to his bobs & nods. When he got into the
current & headed downstream, they swam after
him, leaving three of the mallard drakes without

Later, we saw the white duck paddle back upriver
leading a flotilla of ten mallards. The next time he
headed downriver, thirty brown ducks followed.


Eric Greinke has two new Presa Press books scheduled for 2016, Poets In Review (a collection of forty-six reviews written from 1972 to the present) and Zen Duende – Collaborative Poems with Glenna Luschei. Recent work has appeared in the Aurorean, Delaware Poetry Review, Forge, Gargoyle, Home Planet News, Ibbetson Street, Main St. Rag, Poem, The Pedestal, So It Goes, Solo Novo and as a fine art broadside by Adastra Press. His poetry has found a large international audience.   www.ericgreinke.com

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