stones of communication
a poetical response following close observation: pebbles for rivers of stones
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Monday, 27 June 2011
Waxwing
Yesterday’s window-smacked waxwing,
headless by teatime,
gone by the morning,
bar the grey downy feathers
incongruous in the green grass.
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