I'm not entering this part of the discussion, Patrick. Am flyin on by.
J
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Subject:Re: Snap: with magpie
Jill re
Australian birds are louder, more
aggressive and intelligent than most other birds a
yes I've noticed that my partner Janet is Australian of the Melbourne
variety
P
On 22/03/2018 02:26, Jill Jones wrote:
> Thanks, David. The last lines were also the toughest to write,
though
> maybe that's not uncommon in this game.
>
> And, yes, our magpies have nothing to do with corvids, they are
> passerines. Their calls are extremely complex and go on for quite a
> while. You can hear a lot of, umm, 'discussion' in our
neighbourhood.
> In my adopted state, a version of them is called the 'piping
shrike'
> (a designation not known anywhere else in Australia - that's SA for
> you).
>
> Maybe you've heard of Tim Low's book 'Where Song Began' which,
though
> at times speculative, proposes that Australian birds are louder,
more
> aggressive and intelligent than most other birds and also contends
> that they spread genetically around the globe.
>
> https://www.timlow.com/books/bird-book
>
> Cheers,
> Jill
>
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> Jill Jones
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>
> Latest book: Brink, Five Islands Press
> http://fiveislandspress.com/catalogue/brink-jill-jones
>
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> Subject:Re: Snap: with magpie
>
> Like this Jill, particularly love the closing lines.
>
> Yes, your magpies aren't of the Crow family at all, and have a
> syrinx, so
> they can warble. Ours though are among the most intelligent of all
> birds
> and can often be found discussing Wittgenstein by the Mathematical
> Bridge.
> :)
>
> best
>
> David
>
> On 21 March 2018 at 01:10, Jill Jones wrote:
>
> >
> >
> > TIME WOULD CHOOSE
> >
> >
> >
> > what is the magpie searching for next to the path
> >
> > all this summer we’ve felt only dust
> >
> >
> >
> > a tree has fallen, its sap taken by drought’s gravity
> >
> > and there’s a mash of branches like a burst moon
> >
> >
> >
> > I trace ancient blur in the floating night
> >
> > those tiny points spilling from the galaxy’s breast
> >
> >
> >
> > the creek is torpid and smells like a sour sea
> >
> > the bushlands seem to crackle and splinter like bones
> >
> >
> >
> > I can tell myself its natural that everything dies
> >
> > but when is death a place or time you would choose
> >
> >
> >
> > to lie down together with the soil and the stone
> >
> > to give up the air and the song in your mouth
> >
> >
> >
> > rather be with sky like that magpie and dreaming
> >
> > rather be vagrant than something you’d own
> >
> > [Note: the words ending each line of this poem are also words
> > ending
> > lines of various poems I've been reading this week on not
> dis-similar
> > 'themes']
> >
> >
> > ________________________
> > Jill Jones
> > www.jilljones.com.au
> >
> > Latest book: Brink, Five Islands Press
> > http://fiveislandspress.com/catalogue/brink-jill-jones
> >
> >
> >
>
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