we have been having 30 degrees days here but of course F freezing
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On 21/03/2018 12:06, Jill Jones wrote:
> Yes, I thought those northern magpies were a bit rackety in comparison
> to our warbly ones. But a bird does what a bird does.
>
> Parrots and parakeets always seem to be noisy, in my experience, but
> beautiful nonetheless. We refer to the lorikeets in our area as
> kamikazes as they also fly very quick and low. They're always
> squabbling as they go. So colourful, so active.
>
> Today seemed almost autumnal here. But we've got a couple of above 30
> degrees days still ahead so autumn isn't doing its mellow thing quite
> yet. Enjoy springyness!!
>
> Jill
>
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> ----- Original Message -----
> From: "Poetryetc: poetry and poetics"
> To:
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> Subject:Re: Snap: with magpie
>
> Jill ours make a terrible racket especially when upset by crows
>
> but our new birds the parakeets certainly are abrasive noisy but
> beautiful -today seems like first day of spring
>
> P
>
> On 21/03/2018 11:37, Jill Jones wrote:
> > Hi Patrick,
> >
> > Yes, I've seen those European magpies. - a bit of blue tinge to the
> > black, it seemed to me. Ours black/black and white. Also noisy, but
> > they have lovely warbly songs.
> >
> > Jill
> >
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> >
> > Latest book: Brink, Five Islands Press
> > http://fiveislandspress.com/catalogue/brink-jill-jones
> >
> > ----- Original Message -----
> > From: "Poetryetc: poetry and poetics"
> > To:
> > Cc:
> > Sent:Wed, 21 Mar 2018 10:28:56 +0000
> > Subject:Re: Snap: with magpie
> >
> > thanks Jill all very dry! we have lovely magpies here -can get
> noisy
> >
> > On 21/03/2018 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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