Quail Poetry

[HardlyQuailified]

Recently got an interest in collecting poetry about coturnix quails. I havent found much, but I thought it might be worth posting about here in case anyone has similar interests. All replies to this thread welcome, including poetry of your own! I'll update it if I find any more quail poetry, too.

野とならば If all becomes dense fields
うづらとなきて I will pass my years
年はへむ crying like a quail—
かりにだにやは for surely you will come
君がこざらむ if only for a few days’ hunt.

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[HardlyQuailified]

Chubby little sentinel,
Standing on the tree.
Watching o’er your chirping flock,
Scratching in the scree.

Oh, thou rounded sentinel,
Chief among the brood,
Your head bobbing worriedly,
As the covey gathers food.

Gentle feathered sentinel,
Almost time to move.
The hens and cocks peck on,
Topknots in a groove.

Chubby Little Sentinel, by Kevin Earl