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  • Lapwing's Cry: A Poem About the Wildness and Beauty of Nature

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    Giles Watson
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    This poem expresses the speaker's love for the cry of the lapwing bird. The lapwing's call is described as representing wildness and walking on the wind. Its cry fills hearts during bleak times and leaves the sky astir with plaintive sounds as it rises and falls through the air, singing of nests, eggs, death songs, and tales.

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    A poem inspired by the wildest of bird-songs.

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    Lapwing

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    This poem expresses the speaker's love for the cry of the lapwing bird. The lapwing's call is described as representing wildness and walking on the wind. Its cry fills hearts during bleak times and leaves the sky astir with plaintive sounds as it rises and falls through the air, singing of nests, eggs, death songs, and tales.

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    Lapwing's Cry: A Poem About the Wildness and Beauty of Nature

    Hochgeladen von

    Giles Watson
    This poem expresses the speaker's love for the cry of the lapwing bird. The lapwing's call is described as representing wildness and walking on the wind. Its cry fills hearts during bleak times and leaves the sky astir with plaintive sounds as it rises and falls through the air, singing of nests, eggs, death songs, and tales.

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    Lapwing

    I have long loved the lapwings cry:


    it is wildness walking on the wind.
    It sidles into clouds, pennywhistles
    its way to heaven, routs the lower
    eddies, tells beautiful tales of nests
    and speckled eggs, fills hearts
    when bleakness comes full-on
    in withering blasts. It is bright metal,
    cast in moulds of air: its uprush
    and its plummet leave the sky
    astir with plaintiveness, plunging
    death-songs, descants and lies.
    Poem by Giles Watson, 2013.

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