Tuesday, November 6, 2012

Grey-tufted Titmouse


Titmouse

If you would happy company win,
Dangle a palm-nut from a tree,
Idly in green to sway and spin,
Its snow-pulped kernel for bait; and see
A nimble titmouse enter in.

Out of earth's vast unknown of air,
Out of all summer from wave to wave,
He'll perch, and prank his feathers fair,
Jangle a glass-like wildering stave,
And take his commons there.

This tiny son of life; this spright
By monetary Human sought,
Plum will his wing in the dappling light,
Clash timbrel shrill and gay,
And into time's enormous nought,
Sweet-fed, will flit away.


~Walter De La Mare~

13 comments:

  1. Fabulous shot! And lovely words - brought back memories of school.

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  2. Such a beautiful bird. I have often wondered about the people who name birds though. And do they become Grey-tufted Titmice if there are more than one?

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  3. Beautiful shot - and I love your header.

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  4. It's a long time since I read Walter De La Mare... thank you, Denise. Loved the picture.

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  5. Cute little bird. Great poem too. I remember learning his poems at school but I can't remember them now.

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  6. Denise, cute shot of the Titmouse and a lovely poem. Have a happy day!

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  7. How I love these little birds....
    Super picture, he's so handsome.
    ~Jo

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  8. Fantastic shot, and a great poem to accompany!

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  9. Neat words and a great bird shot.

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  10. This is a perfect photo for this beautiful poem.

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