The wild duck startles like a sudden thought,
And heron slow as if it might be caught.
The flopping crows on weary wings go by
And grey beard jackdaws noising as they fly.
The crowds of starnels whizz and hurry by,
And darken like a clod the evening sky.
The larks like thunder rise and suthy round,
Then drop and nestle in the stubble ground.
The wild swan hurries hight and noises loud
With white neck peering to the evening clowd.
The weary rooks to distant woods are gone.
With lengths of tail the magpie winnows on
To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow
While small birds nestle in the edge below.
To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow While small birds nestle in the edge below. A beautiful poem on various birds and their habitat.......10
Seasons and reasons! Musing along with nature. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
beautiful autumnal description through the nature and bird is here as living agent of us.....I enjoyed
Beautiful poem by the Classic Poet John Clare. Most deserving poem today. Excellent end-rhymes. Congratulations to the family of the Clssic poet.
'The weary rooks to distant woods are gone. With lengths of tail the magpie winnows on To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow While small birds nestle in the edge below' - Loved these concluding lines!
Birds are the most beautiful and wonderful creatures of nature and here again made more than the most with this amazing piece so well crafted....10++
With white neck peering to the evening clowd. The weary rooks to distant woods are gone. With lengths of tail the magpie winnows on To neighbouring tree, and leaves the distant crow While small birds nestle in the edge below. Very fine poem. tony
An evening scene so well described with the returning of the birds to their nests! Thanks for sharing!
This poem has been brilliantly inscribed by John Clare. I appreciate it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very super Thank you