At Dawn

 

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Photo by Richard Fogg

Are not the forest fringes wet
With tears? Is not the voice of all regret
Breaking out of the dark earth’s heart?
She too, she too, has loved and lost; and though
She turned last night in disdain
Away from the sunset-embers,
From her soul she can never depart;
She can never depart from her pain.
Vainly she strives to forget;
Beautiful in her woe,
She awakes in the dawn and remembers.

~ Alfred Noyes

 

Stop and smell the roses

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Photo by Richard Fogg

 

You got to stop and smell the roses
You’ve got to count your many blessings everyday
You’re gonna find your way to heaven is a rough and rocky road
If you don’t stop and smell the roses along the way

~ Carl Severinsen and Mac Davis, songwriters.

 

The Starlings

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Photo by Richard Fogg

 

…the starlings are chattering, quarreling and laughing,
whispering and quietly enjoying themselves,
when suddenly a blustering as of ten thousand pairs
of sharp-edged scissors
passes through the republic of the plains–
it is as though an alarm had sounded,
heard as an echo over the muffled traffic.
Soon the darkness of night will fall.
But the starlings up there won’t stop talking,
they move together, push one another, chatter and flit.
~ Jesper Svenbro

Red-winged

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Photo by Richard Fogg

almost evening
sun-horizon-brilliance
matched with the spread
of bird-wings that fold
their dark to voice
~ Grant D. Savage.

A Lyric of the Dawn

Hark—
   That rapture in the leafy dark!
Who is it shouts upon the bough aswing,
Waking the upland and the valley under?
What carols, like the blazon of a king,
   Fill all the dawn with wonder?
~ Excerpt from A Lyric of the Dawn
by Edwin Markham
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Photo by Richard Fogg

Flight!

Flight

You voluble, 

Velvety 

Vehement fellows 

That play on your 

Flying and 

Musical cellos, 

All goldenly 

Girdled you

Serenade clover, 

Each artist in 

Bass but a 

Bibulous rover! 

~  Norman Rowland Gale

The Osprey

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swooping claws snag water’s prey
flapping fish in flight
~ Jim Smith

 

Photos by Richard Fogg

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Eye level

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Nature will bear the closest inspection. She invites us to lay our eye level with her smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain.
~ Henry David Thoreau.
Photo by Richard Fogg.