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coin
of the realm
passing from the accumulation phase
and into enjoy-it-while-you-can
the word wallaby must not appear
there is no moon in this poem
but leaps and bounds as to the river
(shhhhhh)
I clap but out of range
now there are five, now there are seven
each a different facing
they graze on last light
count them in the direction
of sleep
these halfpennies
king or queen behind
eyes always the other way
I have a penny just like this one. Somewhere.
ReplyDeleteI like the conflation of wallaby in the landscape, wallaby on the coin
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