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June 16, 2010

[ .starling,soundings. ]

[ .starling,soundings. ]

as starlings start the sounding day, frothing at maw and wire, talons tucked underline, as they cackle out the wet morning news, choking in the fray, flit and flutter from branch to clothesline and home, in green grey light, lamenting history, as the start works wear down, the clouds move on, and the little birds wind down,
in hunting packs, calling.


© Bryan McLean June 16, 2010
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