where the waxwings used to dwell

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Cedar Waxwing sits in a berry tree before a pine forest. Nature photography by Bob Orsillo , Poetry by Velimir Khlebnikov Where the waxwings used to dwell, Where the pine trees softly swayed, A flock of airy momentwills Flew around and flew away. Where the pine trees softly whooshed Where the warblewings sang out A flock of airy momentwills Flew around and flew about. In wild and shadowy disarray Among the ghosts of bygone days, Wheeled and tintinnabulated. A flock of airy momentwills A flock of airy momentwills! You're warblewingish and beguilish, You besot my soul like strumming, Like a wave invade my heart! Go on, ringing warblewings, Long live airy momentwills! Velimir Khlebnikov 1885 - 1922 Russia