Esmond at the Factory
Esmond has no need to see the abandoned starling nest to his right: he hears, echoing still, seven generations of them across the past nine years, jumbled warblings and desperate imitations of jays to hold off predators. . .
Esmond has no need to see the abandoned starling nest to his right: he hears, echoing still, seven generations of them across the past nine years, jumbled warblings and desperate imitations of jays to hold off predators. . .
Transcript for the Literary Nomads episode: Journey 6.29: Utopia’s Spare Parts: Star Trek & Ishiguro
Those ancient practices of bedding ceremonies and virgin-testing are, fortunately, behind us.
Admittedly, this “poem” has a bit of inside/very local humor, mostly as an affront to aesthetic decency. Still . . .
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