“The Eagle never lost so much time as when he submitted to learn of the Crow.”
~ William Blake; Proverbs of Hell
Ever since the grand Conference of The Birds
Those warbles of wisdom have gone unheeded.
Nowadays rare Aves fly in via the feeder's
fenêtre, and peck at what seed they can get.
Picking that which suits according to need;
Nary an awe-inspiring deed. But brook no regret —
While Osprey and Kingfisher compete
We carry on with Metaphysical conceit:
A solitary Nightingale sobs softly to be freed.
Ibis bills are crooked, unlike the Great Egret.
Aquila and Cygnus scattered across cosmos as screed
Give this sextet many an aigrette for anybody's tête!
Those warbles of wisdom have gone unheeded.
Nowadays rare Aves fly in via the feeder's
fenêtre, and peck at what seed they can get.
Picking that which suits according to need;
Nary an awe-inspiring deed. But brook no regret —
While Osprey and Kingfisher compete
We carry on with Metaphysical conceit:
A solitary Nightingale sobs softly to be freed.
Ibis bills are crooked, unlike the Great Egret.
Aquila and Cygnus scattered across cosmos as screed
Give this sextet many an aigrette for anybody's tête!
Image: The "summer triangle" (et al) drawn between three lucidae: Altair, Deneb, and Vega.
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