Posted by: Ross Gardner | June 12, 2016

Last to return, first to leave

The most fleeting of our summer visitors.  Make the most of them while you can.

Swift (Apus apus).  Ross Gardner.

Swift (Apus apus). Ross Gardner.

Swift is a dream-bird.

Shadows cutting bird shapes

Into the waking memory;

Eyes opening to unworldly sounds

And empty cirrus-brushed sky.

And then from the portal of the sun

Materialises higher and circling madly

On screaming spirals

Barely descending to earth.

 

From ‘Swifts Again’.  Copyright 2014 Ross Gardner.

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