in the dark, the indistinct animals:

toad (or something like)

Fledermaus, a word from childhood

a sound in my home country I would have called screech owl, but would have been wrong; a sound like a wailing human, a sound like harm, relayed back and forth across the expanse of forest

and in daylight, the blue-black shit-eating beetles, the butterflies I recognize from childhood, the similar spiders, the unfamiliar birds, the woodpecker who is almost like the woodpecker I remember, the trees all slightly unfamiliar, like siblings long estranged