A red kite passed between the sun and I
momentarily delighting with its shadow,
a shrill cry launched at an empty sky, happy
Hot creosote of neighbours fences
smelt of care and the eighties
while my own untreated panels bleached
By the stream, illegal fishermen dawdled
while the world chose not to care
and for now this snow globe held unshook
Jul 18, 2021
Jul 18, 2021 at 6:44 AM UTC
A red kite passed between the sun and I
momentarily delighting with its shadow,
a shrill cry launched at an empty sky, happy
Hot creosote of neighbours fences
smelt of care and the eighties
while my own untreated panels bleached
By the stream, illegal fishermen dawdled
while the world chose not to care
and for now this snow globe held unshook
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