“Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.”
Source: Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life
Source: The Son of Neptune
“Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.”
Source: Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life
Epigraph, The Thorn Birds (1977)
Context: There is a legend about a bird that sings just once in its life, more sweetly than any other creature on the face of the earth. From the moment it leaves the nest it searches for a thorn tree and does not rest until it has found one. Then, singing among the savage branches, it impales itself upon the longest, sharpest spine. Dying, it rises above its own agony to out-carol the lark and the nightingale. One superlative song, existence the price. But the whole world stills to listen, and God in His heaven smiles. For the best is only bought at the cost of the great pain. … Or so says the legend.
the poet at the Ölfus River
Íslandsklukkan (Iceland's Bell) (1946), Part I: Iceland's Bell
“MIRRORMENT
Birds are flowers flying
and flowers perched birds.”
The Really Short Poems of A. R. Ammons (1991)
“Oh, the little birds sang east, and the little birds sang west.”
Toll Slowly; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).