from "While Passing Through"/Spring Out of this spring dawn— gray, soggy—curved-bill calling— sweet, light, persistent.
Thank you, Aniruddha. As you can imagine, hearing bird song like this shortly after rising is uplifting. -Glen
A Haiku on Curved-BIll comes alive.
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Thank you, Aniruddha. As you can imagine, hearing bird song like this shortly after rising is uplifting. -Glen