The image is borrowed from Kerfe again.
What is it in the wind that blows,
flows with the indigo waves of night,
light of a moon half-hid by cloud,
loud as the stream as it leaps in its bed,
red as the rage of a cornered boar,
roaring defiance to hunter and hound?
Bound with the deer over river and rock,
brock wending his way between path and hedge,
sedge on the lake that bends with the breeze;
trees know the answer to every asking,
basking in sun or stark in the cold,
old as the hills and wise as the glen.
When will the poplars whisper the secret,
Egrets’ white wings give the truth away?
Stay ‘neath the boughs and you’ll hear, like as not.
Jane Dougherty Writes 
The sounds of this are so evocative. I love this painting too. I’ve just used it for the cover of the calendar I made as a holiday gift for family and friends. For 2021 the theme is birds.
Thank you. This is the first time I’ve made a serpent’s tail poem dance to a rhythm. The next collection of poems I get together will have birds as a theme. I seem to have a lot of those.
You do. A good theme for a collection. If you’d like to use any of my birds for the cover, you are welcome to.
Thank you. The birdlings need a whole collection of poetry though.
I think I am far too disorganized to ever get anything together. I marvel every time someone publishers a book.
It’s getting the illustrations right that would be difficult, I think. In theory, you just add them where you want them like the chunks of poems, but I can’t believe it’s that simple.
It would certainly take a level of concentration I don’t have right now.
I never thought I’d bother again, but 24 pages is manageable, even for me.
I love owls
Me too 🙂