poem || Lawrence Upton

Homage to Birdyak

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[Birdyak was Bob Cobbing and Hugh Metcalfe + various others for the nonce.

This poem was written 1996 or 1997 with the intention of taking it to the Writers Forum Workshop

to see if we could actually perform it; but it was never tried, perhaps because there were other things to do...]