Sunday, 13 May 2012

Where Birds Find Inlets Into This Shadowy Place


The burring of wings inches from your hair
in a triangle of space where aquatinted plastic
fills limply with the sound of rain.

4 comments:

  1. I like the economy of this and the tone. I feel like I've been there.

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  2. Thanks Brent. Good to hear from you...

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  3. Thanks Robert. We've got starlings flying in and out of our loft. Some mornings you can hear their chirping in the chimney. Not good, I know, but it is kind of romantic.

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