Brown lark beside the sun

    Supervising Carrigskeewaun

    In late May， marsh marigolds

    And yellow flags， trout at the low

    Bridge hesitating， even

    The ravens' ramshackle nest——

    Applaud yourself， applaud me

    As I find inside the cottage

    A wheatear from Africa

    Banging against the windowpane

    And hold in my hands her creamy-

    Buff underparts and white rump

    And carry her to the door

    And she joins you beside the sun

    Before skimming across the dunes

    To mimic in a rabbit hole

    Among silverweed and speedwell

    My panic， my breathlessness.