Tag: mating

• Mating Calls

  

  Wherever I turn I find distress, the signs of weird anxiety. The trembling chords of veiled desire are what define reality. The warbling calls of mating birds outside my bedroom’s window confirm creation’s sheer conceit to multiply its bounty. Is this the music of the spheres? the sweet vibration of man’s fears? Well, Bach himself […]

  attycortes

  February 28, 2020

  poetry

  anxiety, birds, mating, Music