Thursday, 21 November 2024

#1787 - when I was animal alive

 



1787

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21.xi.24

when I was animal alive

 

much bitten

shade cast

 

hot, cold, grown over

 

all you others too

 

here was our sudden time of year

 

we were slow to the moment

 

laughing it past

yet to arrive

 

others told up light

 

fine webs

a fuss of petal fallen

 

so many ways of a thing awry

 

feet on the ground

nose led

 

had run of the place

tail to chase 

 

where was the music from then?

 

none of this

who we ought to be

 

had the eye

blood telling round

you could hear it then

 

was always glory coming

 

some would say the day 




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