Finally: rain, after those long, dry weeks…
Rain’s fine soprano
counterpoints the stream’s bass boom;
liquid harmony.
(26/06/20)
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That blackbird again…
Blackbird’s sweet notes spill,
tinkling through the morning air:
“clear, crystal fountain”.
(19/06/20)
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Watching the swifts over Ballydehob…
Sun plays hide and seek.
Swifts boomerang round the sky
with high, playground cries.
(12/06/20)
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Listening to the blackbird’s liquid song…
Blackbird practicing.
Repeating the tricky bits
until they’re perfect.
(05/06/20)