A Strange Thing Indeed Poem by Francis Duggan

Just after sundown on a cool Winter's day
A blackbird is singing in the twilight gray
So early in Winter to hear his kind sing
In Illowa of the Moyne Shire two months from the Spring
The song of a blackbird so strange for to hear
In the depths of Winter of the southern year
To hear a voice of the Spring in early Winter so strange
But then we are in the age of Climate Change
After a cool start to the day there was some Afternoon sunshine
Though little warmth in the sun the weather is fine
But those who say his kind are Spring songsters he is trying to prove wrong
In the gray Winter twilight he has burst into song
He sings out of Season but not out of tune
A strange thing indeed the song of a blackbird in June.