The birdsong is harsh this morning. br Messiaen cacophony - br strident, br raucous, br squawking. br Crows, cockatoos, currawongs, br even rosellas br with their squeaky-toy voices br sound br so loud. br br Perhaps they remember br my screeching last night br when I couldn't make you understand. br And now my throat is sore br and you have turned your back. br br The birdsong is harsh this morning.