‘Aviary’ by Tom MacIntyre.


Aviary (I – excerpted)

By Tom MacIntyre

Spirit-birds love
black of the bog,
banks loaded,
juice on the spade,
 
from nowhere gather
in celebration,
taste the action,
call it home.
 
You venture close :
pacey echoes
stir and murmur
names forgone,
 
Whimbrel, Whinchat,
Grebe, Merganser,
the names don’t fit
quite, the birds mind
 
their own business,
a heron shows,
lifts, departs,
you’ve met before,
 
that’s the hero
nicked your cap
and will not, will not
give it back…..

‘Bird in the Sun’ by Leonard Baskin
Barrie Cooke ‘Big Forest’ (Irish Times)
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