Cold wind
full of Winter’s
coarse & paling breath;
that, in slow retreat,
rattles trees’
pre-bud leafless
limbs…
Pass through
this insubstantial form
like
song.
— C.Birde, 3/21
Passage — A Poem
Nightjars & Damselflies
The writing and photography of Carrie Birde
Nightjars & Damselflies 
This is a lovely piece!
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Thank you kindly 🙂
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Our friends came back. Apparently they like you so much they wanted to leave more footprints for you. I told them hello.
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Thank you! They carry magic with them…always leave a little behind
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