While Bird — Standing for a stout man to reclaim a window...

'While Bird' is an anagram of 'Whil Bride' - the internet pseudonym of William McBride.| A While Bird is winged, and seemingly weightless, but, instead of soaring to limitless heights, it will dance and flit about just at the level of the treetops, looking down, checking back, bearing a quiet, melancholy patience. | This is my favourite website, and it changes according to my tastes.| These days you are likely to find here: Proust quotes, AU and US politicking notes, Burt Bacharach Feel Goods and the odd piece of patented Proesy. Other interests include: the ways in which theinternetchangeslives, quotes about hard work, and, of course, Sex and the Dead. Get in touch: will.bride[at]gmail.com
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Standing for a stout man to reclaim a window seat, far below he sees: withered clouds and brownish peaks.

‘I had forgotten you, ground.’ He picks up his book to read. The stout man is shifting in his seat.

‘The weekend is retreating, and the plane is flying south, but I am still here.

‘Now is this plane and that man, but it is always these hands (one is holding the other), tonight: still these feet, and then always this nose, this breath, always that voice when I speak.’

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