o-wick-o-wick-o-wick-o-wick

Updated: June 1, 2025

Before they have passed out of sight the loud and prolonged "O-wick-o-wick-o-wick-o-wick" of the flicker makes us lift our eyes to the top of a scarlet oak and anon three or four of the handsome fellows alight nearer by so that we may the better admire their white-tailed coats, brown shoulders, scarlet napes and the beautiful black crescent on their breasts.

Frederick John Lazell - Some Spring Days in Iowa