The Night Caller

Blackbird (Turdus merula), singing male. Bogen...

Blackbird (Turdus merula), singing male. Bogense havn, Funen, Denmark. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I hear you
I hear you
I hear your song

I hear you
I hear you
But aren’t you wrong?

The sun is yet four hours in rising
You are early in advertising

I hear you
I hear you
Don’t get me wrong

I hear you
I hear you
You’ve such a sweet song

Dedicated to the blackbird that greets me, 2 a.m. every morning.

About crispina kemp

Spinner of Asaric and Mythic tales
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2 Responses to The Night Caller

  1. Brian Bixby says:

    Apart from the fact that I woke up at 2 this morning, this reminds me so much of my grad student days in Amherst, when the birds would start chirping at 3 AM.


    • crimsonprose says:

      It’s such a beautiful song. I know spring has arrived (despite the continuing cold). But yes, 2 am every morning, right outside my window. VERY loud. So, 2 am this morning, I wrote that. It seemed to echo of the call but at that time of the morning, and bleary-eyed, maybe not Shelley!


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