The magpies go by 25th Dec 2021 / Rugby Lion On this Christmas Day,I am drunk with hopeand distant kisses.You cannot takethis from me.And whilst a blue nightdrops on the world.I see from my window,a magpie with wings.Speaking words of joy.And then, as if by magic.One-by-one-thestatues disappear. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading...
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I like the expression “drunk with hope,” and it has a good rhythm with the kisses. Magpies can be quite chatty and seem to carry messages. I’ve never had a Mag pie though, only four and twenty black birds. In the crow family world, I think the magpies have great stature.