Thursday 6 March 2014

A Bird came down the Walk
Vienna in Spring

A bird came down the walk:
He did not know I saw;
He bit an angle-worm in halves
And ate the fellow, raw.

And then he drank a dew
From a convenient grass,
And then hopped sidewise to the wall
To let a beetle pass.

He glanced with rapid eyes
That hurried all abroad,--
They looked like frightened beads, I thought;
He stirred his velvet head

Like one in danger; cautious,
I offered him a crumb,
And he unrolled his feathers
And rowed him softer home

Than oars divide the ocean,
Too silver for a seam,
Or butterflies, off banks of noon,
Leap, plashless, as they swim.

Poem by Emily Dikcinson
Images © by Merisi


  1. Dieser Vogel hat das erste Frühlingsbad ja scheinbar sehr genossen!
    Liebe Grüße

  2. So beautiful! Great sequence.

  3. Merisi, this poem and your photographs complement each other so well. They present a very welcome message of spring.

    I think that seeing these photos capture a certain place and time so much more beautifully than a video would have done. The colors and the light on that rippling water are remarkable.

    Many thanks! xo

  4. What pretty shots - very spring-like!

  5. Lovely captures and the perfect words to match!! Hope you are ready for a great weekend, Merisi!!

  6. Lovely pics. Love that little pool.

  7. Lovely. I can almost feel the sun on my face.

  8. Wunderschöne Fotos! Da bekommt man richtig "Frühlingsgefühle" ... die hatte der Vogel wahrscheinlich auch grad! :)

  9. I like the poetry... and the bird seems to love the water!

  10. I don't know what I enjoyed more...the poetry, the photos or the fact that Spring looks so good!


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