I Don’t See The Juncos, Anymore [E] Publisher's Pick in the 2014 WDC Anthology. |
Plot/story elements: Did I feel attached to the story or poem? Nature poems, especially ones about animals always engage me. I can see a picture window looking out into a garden or an outdoor area of some sort that has been organized for the betterment of wildlife in your area. I used to watch the fights break out between the cardinals and blue jays over food and the blue jays would win every time. Of course, they were dominant enough to chase cats so other birds certainly didn't pose a threat to them. I've never heard of a Junco so I must look one up now. Would I recommend this piece of writing to someone else? I love to read others' works on nature. The natural landscape is a source of inspiration to many of us aspiring poets. It's beautiful and sustaining, and magical. Was there a clear purpose to it? It seemed to be a tribute to a Junco. I think they might be birds that dig but I'm going to have find that out. I wonder if you're a snowbird missing you're original home. Florida is a popular spot for them. It seemed like the missing the Junco was more of a longing for home with lines like I thought perhaps I caught a glimpse of a Junco but they don't migrate to Florida. Glows: It was a sentimental poem about a bird that I bet is native to your original home and its making you feel homesick. I think most people have felt that way one time or another. Grows: Tag: Miscellaneous Comments: ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** ~Tsa~ House of Greyjoy My review has been submitted for consideration in "Good Deeds Get CASH!" .
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