Ode To Bird Watching
Now Let's look for birds
The tall iron branches in the forest,
The dense fertility on the ground
The world is wet
Читать дальше
Now Let's look for birds
The tall iron branches in the forest,
The dense fertility on the ground
The world is wet
I heard their young hearts
Loveward above the glancing
And heard the prairie grasses sighing:
No more, return no more