February 11, 2015 by ebbtide 2.11.2015 Poet's Journal birds, distraction, life, noise, poet's journal, starlings, writing 3 Comments a riot of starlings has settled in my head – a cacophony of ink blots – and I wonder, when they all at once take flight, which bits of me will be left behind? Share this:FacebookEmailTwitterLike this:Like Loading... Related
I like his one very much.
(Just in case this comment leaves you baffled – even in the UK this usage has pretty much died out and I’m not sure it was ever prevalent in America – so:
Crumbs! – an expression of dismay or surprise.)
Oh …And nice piece BTW. 🙂