Nightingale, by Dmitry Yampolsky The arboreal chapel was nearing closure. /
Barely cleared his windpipe, the siskin. /
A lone nightingale's unsilenced composure /
Over the world...
Nightingale, by Christopher R. Fortune The forest choir had just fallen silent, /
A finch was about to release its voice. /
In a crown of leaves a nightingale's silhouette /
Alone, un...