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The frozen song
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
The sea that summer hissed Through the poplars’ rippling green Has ebbed now. Leaves cold-crisped Crick crack Like the bleached bones of last spring’s blackbird. His rich golden song Still as ice, The notes frosty pearls Rocked in the black depths of the winter sea By the unvanquished robins’…
Listen!
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes:
Listen! Shut out the noise Of traffic on the street Music on the radio And the neighbours’ Umpteenth row. In the tree Over the wall At the end of the garden A blackbird sings.
Viv Drewa - The Owl Lady 