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listening
5.30
am, mid-October
rooster
and bellow
a
paddock off
in
still star dark and turning
cloud
again
and
dripping
through
the highest leaves
frogs
down
birds
like a motor begin
and
moss – you’ll hear that too
then
a real road
and
a last bat flits
I
must be a silence to them
all
soft inside
damp,
warm, well fed
listening
for first sun
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