Martha
Your kin still fly
uncaged and called
young November sky
scored countless
For three high days they came
great in massing
climbing, radiant
fire-milk lariats
gaps in blaming
rain pursued.
When leaf-cull doors
low fruit to fall
implores the motley
parkland bronze
Your kin will fly
uncaged and called
Your legacy
lives on.
Nov 24, 2023
Nov 24, 2023 at 11:52 PM UTC
Martha
Your kin still fly
uncaged and called
young November sky
scored countless
For three high days they came
great in massing
climbing, radiant
fire-milk lariats
gaps in blaming
rain pursued.
When leaf-cull doors
low fruit to fall
implores the motley
parkland bronze
Your kin will fly
uncaged and called
Your legacy
lives on.
Extraordinary flocks of Wood pigeon over Cardiff, called to mind the story of the Passenger pigeon.
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