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​Hermit Thrush

Catharus guttatus

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This little brown bird hops about quietly in the bushes; look closely to see the lovely spots on its breast, and listen for its sweet song that some have described as “oh, holy holy, ah, purity purity eeh, sweetly sweetly”.

MARGARET TAYLOR 

Hermit Thrush 

 

Chup, chup!

Hermit thrush, 

you are so true to 

your name, hiding so 

well that your one giveaway 

is a ripple, a rustle 

in a crinkly carpet of leaves 

beneath the trees, 

as I strain my eyes 

to see your creamy breast

half-speckled, a fawn 

reversed, brown on pale chest. 

Your tail, rusty red, 

too, should be clear. 

You're so close, but you choose 

to let me fail in my quest. 

As I said, you are true 

to your name, 

or perhaps I just have 

my own eyes to blame. 

Photo Credit: Alan Sparkman

Video Credit: Amanda Sparkman

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