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My poor failing eyes
so slow to settle on the
slender blue beauty
.
by Scooj

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My poor failing eyes
so slow to settle on the
slender blue beauty
.
by Scooj
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A fork in the road
write a nature haiku or
political rant
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by Scooj
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It is the best day
when swifts announce their return
invisible cries
.
by Scooj

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High above Saltaire
where Victorians played
wildlife thrives in peace
.
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Deep in Leeds centre
sand martins sound their return
railway arches sing
.
by Scooj

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Spore-bearing fertile
non-photosynthetic stem
natural marvel
.
by Scooj

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When it is our time
and we die, it is our time
skin and bones remain
.
by Scooj
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Sulphur yellow wings
vibrant in the midday sun
I eat lemon cake
.
by Scooj

Every now and again, I like to delve into my archives to see if there are any pieces that somehow were overlooked at the time, and I am always surprised by what I find. The next few posts are from 2016 and include this beautiful magpie by Aspire.

Aspire was one of my favourite Bristol artists in Bristol, and his depictions of birds in particular struck a chord with me as a trained naturalist. For a few short years, his work brightened up our streets before he packed his bags and moved to London, where I am told the streets are paved with gold. Fortunately, Aspire does return from time to time, but I miss his portfolio of stunning birds and their surroundings. As well as being a superb portrayal of a magpie, we also see evidence of his pixel clusters, something of a trademark for the artist. Those were the days!
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Dear Mother Nature
brace yourself for an onslaught
the four years will pass
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by Scooj
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A second version of this haiku begins with the first line:
Dear America…