Cowbird poetry

Brown-headed Cowbird

It’s 38 degrees and breezy. A Brown-headed Cowbird perched where the woods meet our backyard, warmed one foot then the other, and sang his spring blackbird songs.

Brown-headed Cowbird

This fellow sang only briefly a couple of times while I was recording. I think he was a little camera shy.

Male Brown-headed Cowbird sing a liquid-sounding series of low gurgling notes followed by thin sliding whistles, lasting slightly longer than 1 second.

I like the way he puffs up a bit when he sings, like a red-winged blackbird.

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I value my garden more for being full of blackbirds than of cherries, and very frankly give them fruit for their songs. – Joseph Addison, The Spectator, 1712

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