It starts with one.
One skylark singing.
One Carson warning.
Then the robins and blackbirds join in.
The early birds, like Carson.
Then the wrens and warblers
as the daylight warms them.
Listen.
Can you hear them?
The warning calls are warming up as well,
strengthening their numbers
as the bird song
dies away.
Listen.
Listen.
Can you hear them?
Listen.
Don’t sleep.
Don’t wait
to hear
the silence.
© Lynn White
First published by Ealain, Extinctions Issue 7, April, 2015
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When did the screech of a blue jay stop being a Midwest summer sound you heard each day? Why that particular silence? We need to keep listening. Thanks for the reminder! ❤
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