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Summary

The author reflects on an encounter with a group of birds perched like musical notes on wires, which then take flight in a cacophony, while on a morning walk.

Abstract

The text is a poetic observation of birds on telephone wires, likened to musical notes on a staff, by an author known as Wolfstuff. The scene is vividly described, with the birds appearing as if they could be read as a musical score if they would remain still. The author expresses a wish to play a flute for them, noting the birds' restless movement and the sudden, mysterious command that causes them to fly away in a complex, layered sound. The experience is grounded in the simple continuation of the author's morning walk, juxtaposing the extraordinary moment with the ordinariness of daily routine.

Opinions

  • The author finds a striking resemblance between the birds on wires and musical notes on a staff, indicating a poetic and musical perspective on the natural world.
  • There is a sense of wonder and a desire to interact with the birds through music, suggesting the author's appreciation for and connection to nature and art.
  • The author seems to value the unpredictability and dynamic nature of the birds' behavior, as indicated by the observation of their movement every ten seconds and the sudden departure of the flock.
  • The description of the birds' flight as a "cloud of uninterpretable multilayered cacophony" conveys the author's appreciation for the complexity and beauty of natural sounds, even when they are chaotic or beyond human interpretation.
  • The mention of continuing the morning walk implies a philosophical acceptance of the transient nature of such experiences, embedding the extraordinary within the fabric of everyday life.

Bird Song

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Small birds on four wires like a score — when suddenly the song takes off

A four-lined staff, sans clefs, strung between poles. Peopled by feathered, stemless quarter-notes. The likeness is striking:

Music.

I wish I had brought my flute; I’d have tried to play them, could almost read the score if only the notes would sit still. Not sure what the subtle communal commotion is all about but it appears that you have to move or shift at least once every ten seconds if you’re a bird on these particular wires.

Then comes the word from somewhere: “Away” — and the song takes to the air in a cloud of uninterpretable multilayered cacophony.

I watched them vanish among nearby trees and then continued to put one of my two feet in front of the other.

Another morning’s walk.

© Wolfstuff

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