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in this tired, old world, light rests in the western sky and in beating hearts Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved. Advertisements
The sound of birds’ First speech, sweet, Uncluttered, announce The dawn. The coming Of the morn is not far, Poised. The sky, raw, Still charms the moon. Nocturnal trees stand Motionless in the depths Of sleep as soft winds Come … Continue reading
The old moon hung high above the autumn day, As a new jet passed regardlessly on its way, And my body, borrowed from the Almighty, Runs beneath the blue, open sky. Copyright © 2013 Shainbird. All rights reserved.