It is World Curlew Day 2022. My first poem about the curlew is another one of my attempts at Haiku! I apologise, but I dreamt of this one! I woke up with it in my head last night… and scribbled it down on a paper bag…
A curlew callingHaiku Lesley Scoble 2022
Across the wintry mudflats
Is haunting the wind
Here is a little linocut I made of the curlew.
The Seafarer is an old Anglo-Saxon poem. One of the few surviving pieces of literature from nigh on 1,000 years ago. A poem recorded when the English language was in its infancy. I came across it in an old tattered paperback of The Earliest English Poems, translated by Michael Alexander. A Penguin Classic (published 1966) on my bookshelf that I bought for a few pence at a jumble sale ages ago but never read till now! I love it because it mentions the curlew.
Here are the lines from the ancient poem mentioning the curlew.
I have written another poem about the curlew! My poems are like buses. Wait for ages for a poem about curlews (it’s 1,000 years since The Seafarer poem), then two come along at once! What a bonus!
The Call of the Curlew
The lonely curlew gazing o’er the sea. Who are you looking for? Is it me? The poignant, haunting sound, cries low o’er the wetted ground; the sand, marshland, mud-flatted estuary. Are you calling to me across the sea? In the hoary hue of wintry weathered night. The lonely curlew calls anew with all his might, without pent of breath his unforgettable, evocative lament. I preen my feathers to make ready for flight. You know you are mine ‘till death ‘tis true, so wipe your tears and wait. Hereon, I flew to my curlew mate of nigh on twenty years. Lesley Scoble 2022
This beautiful enigmatic wader is in drastic decline in the UK — we must endeavour to do all we can to save it. Visit Curlew Action here
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