Creative Writing and unfinished business…
August 5, 2014 § 8 Comments
the swallow knows.
she turns south –
Image courtesy DIMDI Studios
Tagged: haiku, migration, poetry
Ahh, and how vital is that little piece of knowledge? I love the sense of Taoist wisdom that you so often capture in your poems, Rachael.
Thank you, Chris. They are a real pleasure to write too, and give me a sense of being part of something so much bigger than me…
Beautiful….but I hope they’re not heading home yet?
No, no – some weeks yet I hope! They were on my mind as they’re so much part of my daily life just now with their swooping about and twitterings… 🙂
Fantastic! Sometimes I envy the birds and their sense of inherent knowing. Have you seen the film Winged Migration? Your poem made me think of it. Beautiful words, my friend!
I envy their knowing too – but I like to think that we know ‘things’ too we know longer know we know – if you get my drift! Wishful thinking perhaps. I’ll check out that film – maybe it’s on YouTube.
As I write, the swallows are twittering outside my window like they’re planning some mischief!
Is a swallow
circling, inward, deeper
connecting in vastness
thank you, xo
.. and so are you… xxx
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