Tuesday, April 07, 2009

A starling taught to speak

While sitting in my kitchen the other day, I heard a beautiful and astonishingly complex bird call. Tiptoeing over to the window, I spied a European Starling perched on my sill—its throat vibrating as it sang its tiny heart out.

I don’t know about you, but I’d rather live in a world where a resilient mimic of a bird is valued above stone, metal, and masonry.

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Nostalgia poem

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Mickey Z. on YouTube:

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