Where I'm from it's the Robin that eats the disgusting earthworm with gusto. Cock its head to one side to hear the worm crawling underneath the ground, and then strikes. Usually getting a tasty worm.
I have harvested Woodcock who also eat earthworms. But eating their flesh is a challenge because they taste like what they eat.
Four and twenty blackbirds baked a pie… that's all I remember. Used to know the whole nursery rhyme. But I wouldn't eat that pie. Maybe pigeons.
The songs and art in this book are about our collective emergence after the pandemic and trauma of the last few years - comprised of 5 collections: World as Refuge, Where We Live, In Our Hands, Rhythms of Change and What We See & Sow.
This book represents a thirty-day period of my poetry journal. Each poem addresses
the dominant thoughts occupying my mind during the early morning hours of a given
day.
From First Love to its destructive end and on to new beginnings, Mary Angela Nangini's poems explore the birth and death of a relationship. The powerful poems are presented in two parts with an introduction to her next book My Ontario Beautiful. (Th
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I have harvested Woodcock who also eat earthworms. But eating their flesh is a challenge because they taste like what they eat.
Four and twenty blackbirds baked a pie… that's all I remember. Used to know the whole nursery rhyme. But I wouldn't eat that pie. Maybe pigeons.
Ron