Wednesday, 15 December 2010

Gerry Loose - Poems from 'fault line' (6)


a thrush is speaking
tarragon in the garden
it’s July 14th
a thrush is speaking all
are born and remain free
and equal in rights
it’d be good to be
smelling buddleia
when the time


little sister
white bone
earth sap
I name it
hidden carefully
gun cache in green
delayed deferred
broken red straw

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