1976
6.150
30.v.25
a thicket
bare of
all pointing, here tangle
bud to green
the hillscramble underhoof
leaf strew
look up
twig just
and times you’re wild crash through
that’s out of the ashen pearl by mud
little understream to flourish
then here are the fowl of the nether sky
it lies about our ears
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