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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 →
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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 →
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on darkness
this is the limitsolar orbit continueswe move toward light ~ n.b. Can you feel it? Can you feel it? Can you feel it! Something to celebrate brothers and sisters. n.b. This deal does not apply to dwellers in the southern hemisphere. ~ CLP 21/12/2021 →