The din of the birds

Jilly is running a month of Jim Harrison prompts again, so that’s my daily treat sorted.

“Spring day, too loud for talk
when bones tire of their flesh
and want something better.”

~Harrison

 

 The din of the birds

 

Some days, my ears tire of the din of the birds,

When the long-winged hawk hangs in the still air,

And about my feet, the bent grasses where hides the hare

Call me, with the moist voice of the rain-bubbling earth.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

13 thoughts on “The din of the birds”

  1. This is so Harrison-esque!!! You have captured his voice. The enjambment between 3 & 4 is just perfect and I am especially enamored of the bent grass feel under the feet. So glad you joined in! I am scheduling the prompt each day for the wee small hours in my time zone, so it will be around in time for your morning coffee and cat conversations 🙂

      1. I’m not certain you must. You seem to have a kindred spirit — at least as far as the natural world is concerned.

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