Tag: woodpeckers

An old solitudarian

Naked old solitudarian standing in tatters of scrub oak and hawthorn bare cover for such unholy inhibition Neither shot by shell nor shrapnel fragment far and further still from the western front all’s quiet in the unruffled moment but linger on as keeper of the watch witness the sudden tchik-tchik shot of scarlet top-notch vivid green livery or pied polka dot parade-ground sound of drill and…