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Tuesday, 7 July 2009

Fogbound Birds


File:White-breasted Nuthatch (Sitta carolinensis)3 -on branch.jpg

Moon hidden by clouds 2 by greenelfmom.

The moon appears through clouds between fingers of cypress
Dry leaves drift and blow over blue sand
A heavy curtain opens upon fogbound birds
The leaden clouds trail past unconcerned
And a low pressing voice in the wind
Disturbs the variable calm of the summer night
Drowning out the words to which the moon would have wished to listen


White-breasted Nuthatch (Sitta carolinensis) perching on a branch: photo by Gary Irwin, 2007
Moon hidden by clouds 2: photo by Greenelfmom, 2008
Eastern Spinebill (Acanthorhynchus tenuirostis), Tasmania: photo by KeresH 2008


Mariana Soffer said...

L0veLY, i THINK it probably listens in its own specially way, not in ours.

TC said...

Listening Moon for Mariana

Anonymous said...

The moon is always curious, she watches us night and day.
Delightful poem =)

Lavender said...

Ah, my sister The Moon, watches all. Thank you for the beautiful birds and words..I especially liked "...The leaden clouds trail past unconcerned..." as it feels so true. Cheers!