The Hawk in the Wind - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#2)
[…] See—the hawk, after going nearly out of sight, has swept round, and passes again at no great distance; this is a common habit of his kind, to beat round in wide circles. As the breeze strikes him aslant his course he seems to fly for a short time partly on one side, like a skater sliding on the outer edge[…]
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Distant Hills - Richard Jefferies Reimagined (#1)
Walking in the footsteps of Richard Jefferies ... “I was not more than eighteen when an inner and esoteric meaning began to come to me from all the visible universe, and indefinable aspirations filled me. I found them in the grass fields, under the trees, on the hill-tops, at sunrise, and in the night. There was a deeper meaning everywhere. The sun burned with it, the broad front of morning beamed with it; a deep feeling entered me while gazing at the sky in the azure noon, and in the star-lit evening —' The Story of my Heart’.”
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Feathered Skies - an e-Chapbook of Haiku
I’m a birdwatcher and I blog about, well birds. More recently I’ve been writing haiku about birds.
swift s-c-r-e-a-m across the summer sky
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A Calendar of Haiku - July
a buzzard calls
One of the more vocal birds of prey, the buzzard, often gives a mewing call during one of its trademark broad-winged thermal-riding soars ...
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A Calendar of Haiku - April
Sunshine streams through the bedroom window; curtains blow gently in the morning air and dust motes caught for a moment - shine like tiny golden stars.
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