A B Paterson created a series of poems titled, “The Animals Noah Forgot”.
The prologue pieces are quite interesting. Well worth a read.
We were returning from a foray at the Office when in the late evening sunshine we came upon a pair of Black-shouldered Kites hunting to feed their recently fledged young.
Sitting quietly by the vehicle they soon resumed their sweeps over the grasses around the trackside.
All the while being encouraged by their hungry young calling from the fenceline.
Enjoy
Birds as Poetry —— Just because I WANDER doesn't mean I'm LOST 