We Can Only Be Onlookers

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The call precedes

the chorus of arrival

A delphian chant

from an ancient score

 

We can only be onlookers

 

Line

of the long

low

swoop

 

Ascending

 

over the Forth

 

Carried

 

on song

 

          – Fading                                                          – – faint

 

– – – far                                                                            – – – – beyond

 

Our horizon

 

We can only be onlookers

 

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Limekilns, 4th February 2018

Skein

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Unseen

On the move overhead in the dark, a skein of geese trace elemental songlines. An arc of ancient language: shared, precise, yet never disclosed

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Untranslatable articulations. Dreamtime tracks. Already distant, almost gone. A fading away towards some idea of silence.

At around, 23.04 – 23.05, Saturday 18th February 2017.