Recently I finished writing my first fiction novel, and I think I will publish here bits and pieces of it. Many of the chapters begin with a scrap of poetry to set the tone. This is the heading for Chapter 4 of Grove of the Patriarchs.
Busy bobbing birds
Flitting and feathering
Needing naught but nests and nuts
Seeds and scavengings
Courting and calling
Hailing high aloft the hedges
Far unfettered flight
Jessica Rush