Birds and humans were drenched and blown about on Edgbaston Reservoir, but we were snug, nesting on the Arts Bus. We had a very productive day helping to celebrate the reservoir’s new Nature Reserve status, alongside the RSPB, Friends of Edgbaston Reservoir, and the rangers.
We are coots and moorhens, herring gulls, grebes,
even ospreys catching a quick glimpse of silver fins
in grey-silver water, by the golden temple,
battered and blown by howling winds,
here at Thomas Telford’s inner city sea…
Click here to read the rest of our collective poem, Silver Water, Golden Temple
More to follow… Thanks to all who took part!