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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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