When I was researching yesterday’s poem I learned a thing or two about passerines. (AKA: perching birds or songbirds. Passerines are distinguished from other orders of birds by the arrangement of their toes (three pointing forward and one back), which facilitates perching.) That robust singing you hear at dawn, especially in spring, and sometimes well before dawn, is produced with great effort and prowess by the males only. These lusty gents sing to let the world know that they survived another night, to establish their territory, and ultimately to woo a mate. I never knew that. Now you do too!
But what does that have to do with this morning’s ReVerse. It’s simple…simply this..every morning, if we are fortunate enough to see another day, we should do as the passerines do. Breathe deeply and sing heartily, “I made it through another night, I am here, let’s get on with living life!”
Normally, in addition to choosing lines from the week’s poems, I choose a favorite graphic as well. Today you get an original snapshot! I could not ignore the magnificent show this morning as the sun crested the mountain just outside my window. The sun seemed to be echoing the message of today’s ReVerse. “You made it through another night, you are here…get on with living life!”
These days when the days meld into weeks, into months it’s a good thing to pause as the sun is rising, to breathe, to embrace the moment, or better yet, let the moment embrace you, before heading off to do whatever it is you do, holding the memory of dawn to reflect upon throughout the day when the hours blur. It is good to pause to remember you survived another dark night and you are here. Celebrate it!
Sunday’s Week in Reverse – 3 May 2020
scent of blossoms on the breeze
pleasures stolen now and then,
won’t send a soul to hell
golden sunlight streaming
you have nothing to fear
the world stopped spinning,
life stopped living
imagine it with me
dawn’s first light, a symphony
~kat
A ReVerse poem (a practice I started many years ago) is a summary poem with a single line lifted from each entry of a collection of work over a particular timeframe and re-penned in chronological order as a new poem. Unlike a collaborative poem, the ReVerse features the words of one writer, providing a glimpse into their thoughts over time. I use it as a review of the previous week.
May 3rd, 2020 at 9:56 am
Both the image and the poem are perfect.
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May 3rd, 2020 at 12:46 pm
Thank you Sadje. Just before the sun rise above the peak there was the most spectacular sparkling display as the sun light shone through the wind blown treetops. I’ve never seen anything like it! Have a lovely day! ❤️
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May 3rd, 2020 at 2:44 pm
You’re welcome Kat.
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May 3rd, 2020 at 10:34 am
Well captured all round Kat. Your poem yesterday made me pay particular attention to the birdsong this morning. I don’t think that I’d realised, before today, that a blackbird (and probably all birds) can sing perfectly whilst flying. (Our blackbirds, which are not the same as yours, are particularly expert songsters)
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May 3rd, 2020 at 12:43 pm
I did not realize birds could sing in flight. Now you’ve taught me something new! 😊
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May 3rd, 2020 at 3:45 pm
I didn’t know either. Not all birds do apparently. The New York Times answer is:
Most songbirds sing when perched and call when flying, but in several species of birds, some sounds made while flying are musical enough that ornithologists call them flight songs, rather than just calls, and in some birds the repertory is the same in flight or on the perch.
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May 3rd, 2020 at 4:07 pm
How interesting!
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May 3rd, 2020 at 4:33 pm
We’re never too old to learn and it’s one of life’s many enjoyments, both learning, and birdsong!
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May 3rd, 2020 at 5:25 pm
So very true! It makes life worth living! 😊
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