Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Sunday, 15 May 2022

The winter rug is lifted.

 

The summer rug goes down.
I insert my hearing-aids,
discover bright bird-song.


1 comment:

Wofl said...

I should point out that I can hear pigeons and cuckoos without my hearing-aids; it's just the improvising warblers that I'm deaf to.