This week's choice of poems started with Burns's paean to a song thrush heard in January.

Here for the last day of the month is a tiny poem relishing the musical prowess of a mavis - the traditional Scottish name for the thrush. It comes from Vivien Jones's new collection, Short of Breath (Cultured Llama Publishing).

HEY HO, THE MAVIS

Sibelius software, I'm working on

a Tudor song transposed for viols,

worktop under a fan of manuscript

containing a song as urgent as

the one sounding on my rooftop,

where a thrush, head thrown back

is stating his intention of making

the very perfection of nests