since words are all we have of wings. — Mark O'Connor in the poem 'Mutton Birds', The Olive Tree: Collected Poems 1972 2000
since words are all we have of wings. — Mark O'Connor in the poem 'Mutton Birds', The Olive Tree: Collected Poems 1972 2000
since words are all we have of wings. — Mark O'Connor in the poem 'Mutton Birds', The Olive Tree: Collected Poems 1972 2000
since words are all we have of wings. — Mark O'Connor in the poem 'Mutton Birds', The Olive Tree: Collected Poems 1972 2000
since words are all we have of wings. — Mark O'Connor in the poem 'Mutton Birds', The Olive Tree: Collected Poems 1972 2000
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since words are all we have of wings.

— Mark O'Connor in the poem 'Mutton Birds', The Olive Tree: Collected Poems 1972 2000
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