NOISILY WE LIVE

Moorhen

Moorhen (Photo credit: Sergey Yeliseev)

on the lawns

ice tinkling

Pimms jugs crackling;

in the sky

an airplane drones, then another –

in between, placidity:

on the water

a moorhen’s cry;

this pond, thickly green

like jelly under a crust of glass

a bird’s flight slices through it;

on the courts

the thud of tennis balls

then a triumphant male shout;

from the earth

the summer heat rising –

Life’s noises reprising

day in and out.

©Millicent Danker

16 July 2013

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