Ralph Hodgson

(9 September 1871 – 3 November 1962)

The Birdcatcher - Poem by Ralph Hodgson

When flighting time is on I go
With clap-net and decoy,
A-fowling after goldfinches
And other birds of joy;
I lurk among the thickets of
The Heart where they are bred,
And catch the twittering beauties as
They fly into my Head.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, April 19, 2010



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