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Covid thoughts. Birdsong

I am at the moment working on the libretto of a new oratorio we have been commissioned to write about this surreal experience. To help me imagine my way into it, I am intending to write a poem a day about different aspects of the experience. These poems are just thinking aloud; inching towards finding out what I want to write about. But I thought I may as well post them as I go along.

 

I sit

Book on knee

In a green

Dream.

 

Branches between blue

Clench

Into bud.

High

Sweet,

Calling birds.

 

Filling the sky,

the trees,

the wind,

the world.

Beating against my closed eyelids.

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