from a string of longing
tightened suddenly from both ends
and held for plucking
tone torn out of one birdsong
though that bird
by now may be
where a call cannot
follow it
the same note goes on calling
across space and is heard now
in the old night and known there
a silence recognized
by the silence it calls to
~W.S. Merwin
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Marsh - Blackwater National Wildlife Refuge - Still Pond Photography |
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Osprey feeding baby - Still Pond Photography |