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The Summer Nest by Meg Lewer – This evocative acrylic and collage painting of an intricate nest and the two birds who created it was inspired by this piece of poetry.

“The summer nests uncovered by autumn wind,
Some torn, others dislodged, all dark,
Everyone sees them: low or high in tree,
Or hedge, or single bush, they hang like a mark.

Since there’s no need of eyes to see them with
I cannot help a little shame
That I missed most, even at eye’s level, till
The leaves blew off and made the seeing no game.

‘Tis a light pang. I like to see the nests
Still in their places, now first known,
At home and by far roads. Boys knew them not,
Whatever jays and squirrels may have done.

And most I like the winter nests deep-hid
That leaves and berries fell into:
Once a dormouse dined there on hazel-nuts,
And grass and goose-grass seeds found soil and grew.”

Edward Thomas 1874.

Comes with neatly finished sides and wire across for hanging.
Certificate of authenticity and printed poem.

The Summer Nest

Meg Lewer

AUD$980
Size: 60w x 60h x 4d cms
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Additional Information

The Summer Nest by Meg Lewer – This evocative acrylic and collage painting of an intricate nest and the two birds who created it was inspired by this piece of poetry.

“The summer nests uncovered by autumn wind,
Some torn, others dislodged, all dark,
Everyone sees them: low or high in tree,
Or hedge, or single bush, they hang like a mark.

Since there’s no need of eyes to see them with
I cannot help a little shame
That I missed most, even at eye’s level, till
The leaves blew off and made the seeing no game.

‘Tis a light pang. I like to see the nests
Still in their places, now first known,
At home and by far roads. Boys knew them not,
Whatever jays and squirrels may have done.

And most I like the winter nests deep-hid
That leaves and berries fell into:
Once a dormouse dined there on hazel-nuts,
And grass and goose-grass seeds found soil and grew.”

Edward Thomas 1874.

Comes with neatly finished sides and wire across for hanging.
Certificate of authenticity and printed poem.

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