One of the poems in my April bird of the month ebook about Lapwings. I am just now putting the finishing touches to my May ebooks which will be out early next week. If you would like to read April's you will have to be quick...it comes free when you sign up to my studio insights...link in profile or find it here https://ift.tt/2OAUfYX Two Pewits Under the after-sunset sky Two pewits sport and cry, More white than is the moon on high Riding the dark surge silently; More black than earth. Their cry Is the one sound under the sky. They alone move, now low, now high, And merrily they cry To the mischievous Spring sky, Plunging earthward, tossing high, Over the ghost who wonders why So merrily they cry and fly, Nor choose 'twixt earth and sky, While the moon's quarter silently Rides, and earth rests as silently. Edward Thoma

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