Tag Archives: starlings

murmuration

beside the road, the turkey vultures are feasting i know not what is their dinner, but i feel like it might be me. some days are hard. you feel eaten up. and just then the sky fills with hope. it … Continue reading

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flock it.

the rain stopped and suddenly the sky filled with a flock of small birds. into the tree above me they flew- and the rain began anew. we all need a new perspective sometimes – even if it doesn’t change the … Continue reading

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calling from home

i heard a call this morning it came from a tree, a bird sang it – a startling? they are everywhere it seems. calling me home wherever i am – city, suburb, country – forest or park, i hear the … Continue reading

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Starling’s Cry

The first time i heard your call, i was sitting on the edge of the bed of my living/dying father. “Who is that I asked?” “An immigrant.” Oh darling Starling, i thought you were native to Boston, like we were. … Continue reading

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Fountains of LIfe

The cry of the starlings this morning┬ácalls me home, like him I, too, am a refugee. And i too am an invasive species. Yet the fountains of life and joy greet us both, unconcerned of my parentage or species. or … Continue reading

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