#1790 - here we are

1790

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24.xi.24

here we are

a concert piece for Elisha Redmond’s ‘silver shrike’

 

these wings in that rain

 

spread like hands across

stream and up

 

over us leaf

 

a beam slant

sun by the falls

 

above each note, this next

 

and, as to stone, a hammer of time

after, for shade resounding

 

these wings in this

 

whim, gully slip

the eyes abroad

 

stairs up through air

traipse down too

 

whiff of it

trailing the day

and make

 

heart more than meant

 

mist clearing

then the far

 

the wings

to a stillness fit

 

 

 

 

 

 

https://soundcloud.com/alisha-redmond