the Strausian bum bu-baaaam of sunrise
gangs(ta) kookaburras are tee-tee-tee hawing
a currawong calls, scolding us late risers
hyper-rosellas burn for that next nectar fix
and here, the butcherbird’s fluting rings
correct in all the caw
while I mumble dumb odes to your sleepy eyes.
Image: Kawanabe Kyōsai (Japanese, 1831–1889) Crow and Willow Tree, ink and colour on silk, Metropolitan Museum New York. A quadrille for Dverse where De is hosting and asks us to ‘bum’ around for 44 words. Join the fun.
(Yes, the new block editor is a stinker – this took hours).
And here’s a morning chorus from the Dandenong Ranges in Victoria.