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Sunday, October 31, 2010
Monday, October 25, 2010
Kingfisher� a Journal of Northwest Art and Literature
Kingfisher� a Journal of Northwest Art and Literature: "KINGFISHER
The blunt big slate-blue dashing cockaded head
Cocked and the tapering thick of the bill
Sidelong for a black eye staring down
From the elm branch over the pool now poised
Exactly for this immediate movement diving
In a single wingflap wingfold plunging
Slapwash not quite all the way under
The swirling water and upward instantly
In a swerving spiral back to the good branch
With a fingerling catfish before the ripples
Have reached me sitting nearby to follow it
With a flip of a shake from crestfeathers to white
Bibcoker down the crawhatch suddenly
Seeing me and swooping away cackling
From the belt streaked rusty over the full belly."
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The blunt big slate-blue dashing cockaded head
Cocked and the tapering thick of the bill
Sidelong for a black eye staring down
From the elm branch over the pool now poised
Exactly for this immediate movement diving
In a single wingflap wingfold plunging
Slapwash not quite all the way under
The swirling water and upward instantly
In a swerving spiral back to the good branch
With a fingerling catfish before the ripples
Have reached me sitting nearby to follow it
With a flip of a shake from crestfeathers to white
Bibcoker down the crawhatch suddenly
Seeing me and swooping away cackling
From the belt streaked rusty over the full belly."
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National Library Of Australia | Private Lives Revealed
National Library Of Australia | Private Lives Revealed: "But those good old camping spots are gone, those green and shady places,
They're scooping on the Joonamar where once we held the races,
Now the jackass laughs no longer in those tall old river gums,
The black jay and the currawongs from the hill no longer come"
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They're scooping on the Joonamar where once we held the races,
Now the jackass laughs no longer in those tall old river gums,
The black jay and the currawongs from the hill no longer come"
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Friday, October 1, 2010
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