May 2019

Regardless

Where the road turns and heads for the quaymusic leaks out of the church, through the ruined arches Noah and the dove watch it flood and fall back,cellos marching past the waterfallof the flute,one orchestra against another The mystery of the music…

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Blackbird at the door

Up on the hilla blackbird pecks at parchment leavesaround the sill of an unknown grave and I remember how you fed raisinsto your private blackbird, whichcame to your door and knocked,unlocking your smile Further away two jaysplay, skipping from tombstone…

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