Blackbirds, blackbirds from thickets and from trees, before the buds have broken, they greet me when I walk through woods.
I have understood that the Eurasian blackbird is a true thrush, not related to the blackbirds of the new world. It is closely related to the American Robin (the European Robin on the other hand is a much smaller bird).
Anyway, this time of the year the blackbirds are wild. Their song is varied and melodious but I assume that what they are singing are things: “Fuck off my property”, “Let’s have sex” or simply “I’m starving”, depending on for whom they’re singing. The concerts only end when spring turn to summer and they are too busy taking care of their tweens. Guess that singing is only for idle wings.
the early worm
resting after night’s work —
food for blackbirds
Today Frank hosts dVerse Haibun Monday, and the topic is birdsong.