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Board Administrator Username: mjm Post Number: 4647 Registered: 11-1998 |
Poem of the Week Return of the Currawongs Janet Kenny Out of the sea-fog currawongs came back after an absence in the mountains; great black clanging birds, they sought clear air and found my bird table with smaller birds assembled, as yet unaware that fate had ended their security. I heard the trumpet tones and matched responses, saw the dark shapes in the branches and more swooping through the sky; uproarious jubilation ringing high, they celebrated their return to where they fed last spring and summer. Here they now could rear their hungry young until, as hoodlum birds the youngsters soar to mountain forests to absorb the law. |
