It was a cold and grey morning this morning... but the bird acapella was in full voice...half-lit wintry morning— Gemma Wiseman (@AuraGem) May 22, 2020
no washboard scuffle
and monotone hum
of desperate traffic
birds command the airwaves#tanka #MayTanka #NaTankaMo #5lines pic.twitter.com/CNHyyf94Tt
Connecting moments in my peninsula world, my Australia and beyond...Whatever speaks to my thalassophile soul in these tidal days...
Saturday, 23 May 2020
half-lit wintry morning...
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