Pterodactyl is from John McCullough's latest collection, Reckless Paper Birds. I like the way the lines run on - I sometimes found it hard to pace myself so I had enough breath to finish the sentences, which forced me to think about the flow of the poem and how I wanted to honour it.In stanza 4 I love the feeling of the different sounds in my mouth. I go from curiosity and absorption in the previous imagery to grounded by feeling the shapes of individual words   ... panic at the prospect ... expeditions ... sizzling ... irretrievably ... crater ... trip. At the end of the poem I am lost in the colours, vivid hues, vividly described and I tumble through the last line.