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colour fast
poem for the recent rainbows
doubler at Markwell
just now
trill and drip gleam
leaf
so sudden sun
glorious sunshone
and rain laid low
here’s how light tricks
the leaf to bright
a twirl and mote
so dust comes lit
show the song these traces
the catching tip
who’ll trill
dance
up to the highest
sing with me
let words
find us at home
one bow of the rain
and another thrown
they too riddling
of a namelessness
fly unidentified
set just where
they’ve found me
only as long as we look
a spread of hours in weather
and have the day apart
to do
in my own much
such glories came unbidden
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