"Hey... shush! Rattle of the half-starved bird, beak-bone clatter and snap of the throatless young, cry of the crow, the grossest crow, subtle 5 after-echo in the back-wash; stilted king-fisher breaks glass, again shatter of the placid silver shingle of the pond, level, flat, beaten down with completion as 10 up he comes! The air complex with industry, the shrill sound of the jay, oriole, blackbird, cricket-call singed feathers in the after-light, the pocked, pregnant moon in stately decline. 'Just quiet down and get to work."
From the collection "Youth Youth Youth"
Written by Gregg Glory [Gregg G. Brown]
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