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Monday, 12 October 2009

five wrens
on the bird feeder -
a fox watches


along the Water of Leith, Edinburgh

13 comments:

  1. My nanna was a wren...
    I love foxes.

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  2. Great imagery - I can imagine the fox licking his chops :)

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  3. Oh goodness me, Juliet, this leaves the reader in suspense alright.

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  4. and you watch the fox ...

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  5. Lovely. I guess they see the fox, too!
    Congratulations on your chapbook news. Please let me know when it's out. Ax

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  6. Somehow I am expecting a part two on this one :~)

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  7. What a vivid (if tense) picture, CGP. I particularly like your use of sound, too - the repetition of the 'f'/'w' sounds in lines 1 and 3.

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  8. a sly poem Crafty. i'm sure that fox was waiting for the right moment. have a great night.

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  9. i too am on my feet for the sly fox...:)

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  10. Foxes (and wrens) live in our backyard woods. Your poem lets us wonder what will happen next.

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  11. Beautiful! As always, I love the story you paint with few words. I love the sounds of the words, too. And what a gorgeous place.

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  12. Anonymous10:40 pm

    That is nature, for sure. I wish we had wrens here. We do have a lot of foxes, though.

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  13. Nice haiku! I love both wrens and foxes.

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