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The Poetry Archive Now! WordView 2020 Entry Poet's Biography Tracey Rhys’ first pamphlet, Teaching a Bird to Sing (Green Bottle Press) was published in 2016. Her poetry and essays can be found in journals including Planet, New Welsh Reader, The Lonely Crowd, the anthology Poems from the Borders (Seren), Bloody Amazing! ed. Gill Lambert and Rebecca Bilkau. Her poetry has been exhibited at The Welsh Assembly and she has worked as a poet in theatre. Poem Description / Inspiration A satirical poem in response to our appreciation of the natural world whilst in lockdown, when our lives slowed to match the pace of seasons, the passing of life and time. I wanted to write about the fickle swing, as we moved away from being consumers to becoming natural observers, and now for the autumn as we 'resume our lives' again. What might we learn from this experience, if only we keep looking? Panopticon Why did we never clock the beauty of our backdoor scavenger? His red fur streaking from recycling bins. What about the seasons, did they ever perform such opera? In little buds and nesting birds, a sparrow chick flattened to a biscuit in the lane, a spoon-fed bee that drowned in nectar. Did ever a summer seem so hot and self-absorbed? Even the air shimmering over empty roads seemed mime for the watchful. And now for autumn with its early fall. We never gave a shit before. It was only that the children wanted conkers for the yard and the leaves crunched underfoot like crisps.