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Dove Song [Feb. 20th, 2009|11:24 am]
Tony Grist
Doves? pigeons? Is there a difference? I've never been sure. Anyway, I love the sound they make. It's something between a croon and a hoot and it means that spring is on its way. I hear it- as I heard it first thing this morning-  and I'm immediately 17 years old. Not that I want to be 17 - too much fear and uncertainty- but there's a certain blank-canvasy hopefulness about being 17 that never comes again- except insofar as you can capture it in memory. Doves/pigeons do it for me every time. It's 1968, I'm walking along a path beside the Lac de Neuchatel, the sun is shining, and I'm in love- have been for a couple of days and will be for a couple of days more- with Anne Cronk, the Canadian girl.

Tennyson- who was a whiz at onomatopoeia- got the effect of dove-song in the line that goes, "The moan of doves in immemorial elms".  Only for him it's a melancholy noise, whereas for me it's the soundtrack of love's young dream. 

[User Picture]From: daisytells
2009-02-20 04:42 pm (UTC)
The bird books tell me that the American robin is actually a thrush, if that helps. I know that their young have speckled breasts and that the red only comes with maturity.
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[User Picture]From: poliphilo
2009-02-20 04:57 pm (UTC)
If it's a thrush then it'll be considerably bigger than the British robin- which is a tiny, little chap.
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From: mamadar
2009-02-20 05:06 pm (UTC)
I confess I didn't know the English robin was totally different from our American bird until I saw the movie version of The Secret Garden that was made in the early 1990s. A beautiful film, by the way.
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