the night vixen’s shriek
drowned in the rising swell
of crane voices
Haiku for a noisy evening
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the night vixen’s shriek
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What a noisy poem. Lovely.
Exactly what I was going to say! 😀
Same thoughts 😀
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Thanks!
Quite haunting.
Thank you 🙂
No one sleeps tonight 💜
They make quite a racket!
I know we have the foxes a plenty here! 💜
I like hearing them. They make the dogs bark, probably jealous because they’re chained up in the garden 🙂
Our Ruby ignores them , because she is cuddled up in a warm bed 💜💜
So does Finbar because he’s deaf 🙂
Lol bless💜
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Night noises are always amplified. (K)
I don’t remember hearing one night noise being drowned out by another one. The foxes are agitated at the moment.
I hope that doesn’t mean the hunters are back.
They never go away. But the last few days I haven’t heard a single shot. The actual number of hunters is small, 0.07% of the population and many of those are ancient old men who are registered but haven’t used a rifle in years. They move about despite the lockdown so if they’re not popping away around here they’ll be somewhere else too distant to hear.
Maybe getting their just rewards like all those in the freedom-loving states here who won’t wear masks and now don’t have enough hospital beds or medical personnel to care for them.
If I knew it was the same people, I’d be more inclined to laugh than to show any sympathy. I have a sneaking feeling though that the super-spreaders aren’t ending up needing reanimation, and if they are, they’re depriving somebody else who didn’t deserve to catch the virus of a hospital bed. There ought to be a question on the hospital admittance form—are you opposed to wearing a mask? If the answer’s yes, leave them in a corridor.
I’d go along with that.
Superbly atmospheric poem…
Thank you! It’s a privilege to hear the sounds of night creatures.
You are most welcome!
Yes indeed…it a true joy!
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Oh yes, the cranes are now leaving our area. I never had heard them in real, but i am sure its a big noise around.
They make a lot of noise, and you can hear them from quite a way away. I love watching them, though many flocks come over at night.
Cranes are wonderful, indeed! Here from the bigger birds, we only sometimes can watch some magpies. All the bigger are more in the north of the area, where the fish ponds are.
I bet they get lots of herons and egrets. Big birds are wonderful!
:-))