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magicians
startling trilling songa pair of wrens exchanging rapidly delivered melodiesthe first on buddleja behind the old brick wallfilling the levelled yard with songopposite the old wharf-side warehousesits opposite sat bowing the tip of the lone fircalling up the Sun from behind the woodclumped along the ridgewhere tonight the calls of owls will conjure up the Read more
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on birdsong
frost feathers windscreenssharp lunarian lightblackbird’s confusion ~ n.b. City living can be exhausting, not least when an excess of light blurs night with day. Birdsong can be heard at all hours, under a clear sky when a full moon rises. ~ CLP 22/12/2021 Read more