Greetings, Poetry Lovers! I'm still catching up after "losing" a month-plus of work/outside life (see last week's post), but I look forward to catching up on Poetry Friday rounding, and here's a muster of a short post for this week.
You know I'm a big fan of Stanford Forrester and his journal of short verse, bottle rockets. I'm always delighted when a poem of mine appears in its pages. Here's my haiku in the latest issue, bottle rockets #43:
solitary walk
the rhyming couplets
of a brown thrasher
©Robyn Hood Black. All rights reserved.
bottle rockets, Vol. 22, No. 1, August 2020.
(I just love the cover of this current issue!)
I also love birds, and am particularly fond of the glorious music provided by the Brown Thrasher, state bird of our former digs in Georgia. One game I play on walks is to see how quickly I can determine if the notes I'm hearing are from a Northern Mockingbird or a Brown Thrasher. The lovely gray Mockingbirds are easier to spot, as they perch out in the open and frequently engage in flashy chases. Brown Thrashers, with their speckled russet garb and striking yellow eyes, are more likely to be kicking around in the scrub or tucked behind leaves in a treetop. But ther songs - Oh! Listen for complex imitations of other birds, but usually with each line repeated once. So, two lines of this song, two lines of that.... :0)
Current affairs can feel overwhelming. Maybe a walk to listen to birds would be good medicine for us all.
Wishing you birdsong among the din this week! The lovely Ramona is rounding up lots of poetic sounds for us at Pleasures From the Page. (Thanks, Ramona!)