Where Do The Birds Go (The Bigger Question)?

I asked you where the birds went We wondered but we didn’t knowOur enquiry was honest Our interest keen But now a darker question begins to formWhere did the Jews go?Throughout histories darker hoursHere one day and gone the next Then the Tutsi?that Rwandan people Slipped from view While the world noticed not As did … Continue reading Where Do The Birds Go (The Bigger Question)?

Where Do The Birds Go?

Have you ever seen a dead birdLaying on the ground? The trees sing outWith birdsong sweetThe skies are speckled byBirds in flight Flocks gather in the fieldsAnd feast on the cornSeagulls gather on the shoreOr cluster around the fishing boats In city gardensOn wooded hillsIn the summer heatAnd the winters freeze Birds are a backdropTo … Continue reading Where Do The Birds Go?

Been Reading

Been a few weeks since I wrote to you a letter about a book Pogue, but I have been reading. It’s a particular time of year in England. November, the leaves are vacating the trees, the air has a chill in the morning and we remember. We’ve just passed by Remembrance Sunday. We’ve worn our … Continue reading Been Reading