walking home
tonight past
Wickham Park
at dusk I
couldn't help
but hear the
call of the
channel bill
a banshee
screaming while
strumming the
guiro at
the back of
her throat with
a wooden
stick
a koel
then started
arguing
monoto-
nously to
point out that
she was not
the only
parasite
bird who could
make a damn
racket
then hearing
the kick drum
providing
a throbbing
techno-beat
coming from
the Lass O'
Gowrie I
suppose at
a volume
that I could
just about
feel in my
chest from two
blocks away
I at once
appreci-
ated the
beguiling
sounds of na-
ture
our thoughts are winged of late
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