28 November 2014

"The more I listened...the more each note seemed sweeter than before"

No matter what I learn and how little I know, I will never give up the chance to make music together with the birds. To wing it, so to speak, and wait for what will cheep in return. Like all art, bird song works best when we let it play on. Like science, it is built on the music of endless previous generations, still evolving into new sounds, The music made the questions begin, but no answer will erase the gift of the song, some simple offering from human to animal and back.
from Why Birds Sing by David Rothenberg (2005)

Birds in Warped Time II by Somei Sato.

The title of the post is from The Progress of Rhyme by John Clare

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