And wait you might well, Roger. Herons give me the willies, so
beautiful, yet so chillingly killing machines. Crows I can get on
with, they're smart, and one can almost imagine having a conversation
with one, it would be on the lines of 'piss off mate, I was here
first', from the crow.
But, as one says the drunk Oirishman in the pub, get away with that,
to be sure.
2008/8/27 Roger Day <[log in to unmask]>:
> amongst the magpies and jackdaws
> digging for worms in the wet earth
> a leap to the tree
> a green flash
> a blue cap
> I wait for laughter
>
> --
> My Stuff: http://www.badstep.net/
> "I began to warm and chill
> to objects and their fields"
> Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
>
--
David Bircumshaw
Website and A Chide's Alphabet http://homepage.ntlworld.com/david.bircumshaw/
The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html
Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk
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