I understand from a recent dead poet that
Pigeons shit on Ludwig’s statue in tribute.

In my kitchen’s exhaust the pigeons moan
Singing one of his symphonies in  tribute.

They also moan ,in our kitchen exhausts
For the dead poets and not yet dead ones.

For those with their statues in city squares
Pigeons pay shitty tributes all over them.

For others the dead and the not yet dead
They moan in vents like paid death criers.