chirps, moans, whistles

I open my mouth and a sound comes out

Friday, February 29, 2008

the geese

working to repairthe fence from winter damage
alerted by their cries, we look up

high over the house
and below the clouds
long shimmering skeins of birds
sweeping Northlike a great wing
Posted by castlewon at 6:58 PM

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