"furglow" poems
We went batwatching in the fields behind our school all eerie liquid in the lambent night
told how furglow wingbeats purred
beyond the skrying of our childish lights.
They see with sound and echo-
So you said.
Imagined heartbeats whisked around my head.
Mar 3, 2012
Mar 3, 2012 at 11:25 PM UTC