One lonely hour

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Photo by Richard Fogg

 

When insect wings are glistening in the beam
Of the low sun, and mountain-tops are bright,
Oh, let me, by the crystal valley-stream,
Wander amid the mild and mellow light;
And while the redbreast pipes his evening lay,
Give me one lonely hour to hymn the setting day.
~ William Cullen Bryant.

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.