'Peckers and willies 'what next on this poetryetc?
From: Poetryetc: poetry and poetics [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
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Sent: 27 August 2008 18:46
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Subject: Re: snap: green woodpecker, Roath Park
I forgot to add there are also the waterfowl: the usual suspects -
swans, geese, ducks and drakes, coots and my all-time favourites, the
completely useless moorhens, the living disproofs of vulgar notions of
the survival of the fittest, they can't sing, they swim like they've
never seen water, they walk on land as if the planet earth is a new
discovery, I love them, they survive, somehow.
2008/8/27 David Bircumshaw <[log in to unmask]>:
> We don't see woodpeckers more than about once a year round here.
> Herons, yes, they snaffle up people's goldfish from garden ponds, all
> of the crow family, robins, starlings, sometimes, the inevitable
> pigeons, one flew into my head the other day, I called it a 'stupid
> bird', grey wagtails, but very rarely sparrows, which seems a
> countrywide story outside of coastal regions.
> Not surprised about the frogs.
> 2008/8/27 Roger Day <[log in to unmask]>:
>> When I first heard the call of the green woodpecker, I really did
>> think it was someones laughter. Such an amazing bird, and probably
>> under-appreciated. woodpeckers in general are ones not wiely seen, yet
>> they still persist.
>> Friends of mine in Cambridge told me about a manager who bought a
>> house outside Ely and got them to tend his garden. "Oh, I see you've
>> got a heron" says my friend. "Ah, I thought that was a statute", came
>> the reply. " That be why you ain't got any frogs", explained my
>> On Wed, Aug 27, 2008 at 1:19 PM, David Bircumshaw
>> <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
>>> 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
>>> The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html
>>> Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk
>> 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
> The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html
> Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk
Website and A Chide's Alphabet
The Animal Subsides http://www.arrowheadpress.co.uk/books/animal.html
Leicester Poetry Society: http://www.poetryleicester.co.uk