The Bar-headed Geese

I've been over Sagarmāthā, winked at wall of death. Aerial fights with Golden Eagle, anon the Indian breath. I've raised six Tibetan goslings, in their mountain lakes. Our Gander honked to meadows South, along with other drakes. Bird watchers count the bars on head, divide the total by two. Some are wedded by the rings,…Read more The Bar-headed Geese

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Ghost with the rose

In June Daria flew from Moscow to Nairobi, in few hours she prepared things to do list, one that topped was Masai Mara. In the vast stretches of Masai plains where the horizon merges into hills of Tanzania, a stream cut through greened by trees and on one of these trees lazed a leopard whom…Read more Ghost with the rose