Dawn chorus is a wall of sound, wildest festival of the year; spring flowers and blossoms abound, and the summer will soon be here. When birdsong’s almost at its peak, dawn chorus is a wall of sound, blackbirds open their golden beaks to take part in the joyful round. Maytime magic is all around; in the hedgerows along the way dawn chorus is a wall of sound - an exquisite start to the day. From a gold sea of oilseed rape, a burst of butterflies astounds. But wonder starts when we awake to dawn chorus - a wall of sound. Kim M. Russell, 25th May 2023

Image by Marvin Zettl on Unsplash
It’s Thursday and we are Meeting the Bar with a Form for All at the dVerse Poets Pub, where Grace is hosting with a poetry form known as Quatern, which was last prompted by Gay in 2012.
Grace reminds us that a Quatern is a sixteen-line French form composed of four quatrains. It is similar to the Kyrielle and the Retourne, with a refrain that is in a different place in each quatrain. The first line of stanza one is the second line of stanza two, third line of stanza three, and fourth line of stanza four. A quatern has eight syllables per line. It does not have to be iambic or follow a set rhyme scheme. Gay said that it’s probably easiest to find the refrain first.
Beautiful, Kim. You’ve captured the magic of spring. I love to hear birdsong this time of year, especially around dawn. It truly is “a wall of sound.”
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Thank you, Merril! I went for a walk this afternoon and got the feeling they’d been singing all day!
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You’re welcome, Kim.
This time of year, they probably had been. 🙂
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Beautiful quatern Kim. I can hear the bird songs and the wall of sound. What a wonderful time to hear those sounds and see Maytime’s magic. The last stanza is specially striking with the dawn chorus:
From a gold sea of oilseed rape,
a burst of butterflies astounds.
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Thanks so much, Grace. I’m enjoying this spring.
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So beautiful, Kim! I love your refrain line. You captured spring so evocatively.
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Thanks so much, Punam!
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My pleasure.
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Oh… I love that chorus, but alas dawn is way too early for me… four AM is too early to start the day really. It is now 10:30 and dusk is here.
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Thanks Björn. It seems like they’ve been singing all day here.
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A musical and fragrant poem, particularly your “dawn chorus is a wall of sound – an exquisite start to the day.” So much nicer than an alarm clock!
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It certainly is, Marilyn. The blackbirds are particularly melodic at the moment.
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I love a blackbird’s song. We have a crotchety robin that always makes me laugh. He’s quite tame with Peder. Peder works in the garden, and the robin waits for worms to appear.
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Robins are so friendly. We have one like that too.
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A great poem, Kim. You really wove the refrain into your stanzas very well.
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Thank you, Dwight.
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Definitely an exquisite way to start any day. (K)
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I missed it this morning – my pillow spray worked and I slept through.
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I appreciate your verses of songs, bird songs. I sing with the mocking birds sometimes. They scatter around in our neighborhood, generally on roof tops. Most times I answer one, it responds, and soon the whole neighborhood is sing. I only know one refrain, the one that proliferates, “Who cooks for you” in their pitch.
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Thank you, Jim. I will never hear a mocking bird in real life, although I have listened to them on the worldwide web. I wonder what one would sing to me.
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Left me in awe, Kim. Your refrain line is strong in its image and beats. Delicious nature poem.
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Thank you so much. I am very much a nature lover.
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it’s obvious ❤
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I am so enjoying this wall of sound at the moment, Kim – sometimes in the early morning, it feels as though my head is bathed in birdsong! A fitting tribute!
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Thank you, Ingrid!
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Being able to sleep with the window open is something I always look forward to. Hearing owls and nightingales all night, merging into the blackbirds etc at dawn. Glorious. Yes, a wall of sound.
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My husband doesn’t like me having the window open, he feels the cold and gates flies. But I’m an early riser so I get to hear birdsong anyway.
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Funny, my husband needs an extra layer on when I start opening windows too 🙂 I have a medical excuse though so he bears with me.
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I love being up before the sun and listening to the birdsong rising. Splendid descriptions; I especially like the first two lines.😊❤️
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Thanks Melissa!
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Birdsong awakens me every morning, right around 4:15, by 4:30 I am up beginning my day. Naturally I am early to bed. I love your quatern, Kim .. love it.
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Thank you, Helen!
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A tribute to birds. I loved this!
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Thank you, Susan.
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Dawn’s chorus is indeed a wall of sound – Spring is full of birdsong …so many new babies finding their voice.
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Bravo. Your spring dawn futs intomy everyday menu of bird songs here in Trinidad. Its just that some days are scorching hot like today and some days rather rainy like it will be in the next few months.
Happy Saturday Kim.
Much💖love
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Thank you, Gillena, and a happy Saturday to you!
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