Thursday, May 26, 2016


gets under and lifts
all about to take off

it's up your nose
you're teary with it

all the highest, most recent limbs tested
with this thrash about

can a little bird tell through?
no dew on a windy morning

sun's in the wing that's turning
casting its arc for branches creaking

swayed with the tops
a camera alone can catch still

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