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Manda Kolav
Poems
May 2020
Pollution
Tweet tweet! what a beautiful bird I am,
The sun a yellow comb, strokes
My little juniper tree and me.
La-dee-da.
I’ll fly across
The stone yew and its chuffing
Fugue.
I’ll watch the
Shotgun wedding of
smoke and leaves.
I'll watch their breathes
Catch and stumble
While the chimney boys sing
And the choir boys weep.
La-dee-da.
Filthy bird song! They shout
Like bullets.
As I fall onto my mother's nest.
She’ll unfold her downy hands
And there in the tickled pits of her palms,
Will splutter and wail
A filthy black bird
With its filthy smoked cloak
And
Her eyes will glaze,
Returning my dismal hums. She
Will fetch a shiny name for me
In the cracks of bourgeois cobble.
****!
And it will all just be a joke
La-dee-da
And I will be a joke
La-dee-da
And I will stretch my wings
and
drown.
#pollution
#smoke
#depression
#romanticism
#bird
Written by
Manda Kolav
26/F/Australia
(26/F/Australia)
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