I often write about birds and insects
and the sounds of nature
Around me…
But this morning,
A different kind of Gullah
Sounds off;
The builders’ gaggle…
Construction cackle?
The workmen wag?!
Whatever it is,
they woke up the neighbourhood
With their speak
About as-phalt, bricks, and cm of gravel
And then it turned to
Their planned weekend escapades,
Too explicit to share here…
May 15, 2025
May 15, 2025 at 4:43 PM UTC
I often write about birds and insects
and the sounds of nature
Around me…
But this morning,
A different kind of Gullah
Sounds off;
The builders’ gaggle…
Construction cackle?
The workmen wag?!
Whatever it is,
they woke up the neighbourhood
With their speak
About as-phalt, bricks, and cm of gravel
And then it turned to
Their planned weekend escapades,
Too explicit to share here…
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