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[-293] cold iron always did disagree with changelings

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I survey the ground below as I teeter on my twig– not yet, not ready, not warm enough for spring– to plant oneself is such a permanence, and I cannot commit to the dirt when I do not know its depths. what bones wait for me, buried in this earth? what will fill the space above me while I wait to sprout? The sky will change while I am gone– better to stay. better to stay.
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The Birdhouse - David Carmack Lewis , 2024.
American , b. 1965 -
Oil on paper , 48 × 32 in. 121.9 × 81.3 cm.

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Wallpaper and Tree - Michael Banning , 2025.
American , b. 1966 -
Oil on linen over panel , 16 x 16 in. 40.64 x 40.64 cm.
There were mountain night noises, like you never get used to, not even if you're born and raised there, and live and die there. Noises too soft and sneaky to be real murmuring voices. Noises like big flapping wings far off and then near. And, above and below the trail, noises like heavy soft paws keeping pace with you, sometimes two paws, sometimes four, sometimes many. They stay with you, noises like that, all the hours you grope along the night trail, all the way down to the valley so low, till you bless God for the little crumb of light that means a human home, and you ache and pray to get to that home, be it ever so humble, so you'll be safe in the light.
– Manly Wade Wellman, from “The Desrick on Yandro,” Who Fears the Devil (Arkham House, 1963)
The Lovers by Leonora Carrington (1987)
Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
by Wallace Stevens
I. Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird. II. I was of three minds, Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds. III. The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. It was a small part of the pantomime. IV. A man and a woman Are one. A man and a woman and a blackbird Are one. V. I do not know which to prefer, The beauty of inflections Or the beauty of innuendoes, The blackbird whistling Or just after. VI. Icicles filled the long window With barbaric glass. The shadow of the blackbird Crossed it, to and fro. The mood Traced in the shadow An indecipherable cause. VII. O thin men of Haddam, Why do you imagine golden birds? Do you not see how the blackbird Walks around the feet Of the women about you? VIII. I know noble accents And lucid, inescapable rhythms; But I know, too, That the blackbird is involved In what I know. IX. When the blackbird flew out of sight, It marked the edge Of one of many circles. X. At the sight of blackbirds Flying in a green light, Even the bawds of euphony Would cry out sharply. XI. He rode over Connecticut In a glass coach. Once, a fear pierced him, In that he mistook The shadow of his equipage For blackbirds. XII. The river is moving. The blackbird must be flying. XIII. It was evening all afternoon. It was snowing And it was going to snow. The blackbird sat In the cedar-limbs.
Jack Penny - Together, 2025 - Acrylic and Oil on Canvas

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He's frightened of my falling asleep, he says that when I dream I try to turn into a bird. I woke up by the window this afternoon and he was holding me down, as if I were about to fly off for ever into the forest.
– J. G. Ballard, Myths of the Near Future
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poem 1 , 2025
Pajaros en el poste, carretera a Guanajuato, Mexico, Photo by Graciela Iturbide, 1990
The World Has Need of You Ellen Bass
“The best thing for anthropocentric dread, for individual anguish, for heartbreak, for illness, is interrupting your individuality. When you cannot walk, cannot move, cannot leave your bed you do not need to find a tree or landscape or butterfly to be. You can be a mote of dust. A potato bug vaulting across the room. The ten fungal spores that scintillate in each one of your inhalations. The anarchic bacterial legacy that melted into your very molecular makeup. The yellowjacket tapping his armored body against the closed window. Sometimes the answer is not to problematize your wounding, but to slip through it like a doorway into otherness. Other minds. Other types of anguish. Other animals and insects going extinct. Birds singing out courtship songs to mates that will never arrive.”
— Sophie Strand, The Birth of The Flowering Wand

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Kat Lyons (American, 1991) - The Snake Bird (2025)