Mistle Thrush
£25.00
A lot of lies about herons, from the ‘Lies About Birds’ series (scroll down to read the text). Illustrated with a poor photograph of a paper bird I have made out of old RSPB magazines.
A4 print, mounted (and put in a cellophane bag to prevent escapes).
(Please note that, regretfully, I don’t send work outside of the UK)
1 in stock
“Tall, erect, distinguished, the mistle thrush is not to be challenged or made fun of despite the fact that it is wildly mad. Mistle thrushes write long, dark poems in which everyone suffers and everyone dies and they declaim them loudly from the very tops of trees. They prefer to recite them when the sky is black with rain clouds and a rising storm is shaking their chosen tree to its roots. Mistle thrushes feel most at home being at one with nature, communing with the elements and getting very cold. They love old churchyards for the air of quiet reverence and gloom, all of which is perfect for writing dismal poetry. They also like the berries of mistletoe, ivy and holly often found in churchyards and which are believed to protect against lightning strikes. Given the mistle thrush’s lifestyle, this is just as well.
Without mistle thrushes, January and churchyards would be a lot less atmospheric. Which, like their poems, would be sad.”
