Shining threads
A collection of poetry from the past few years for your pleasure.
Shining threads
Saturday, 1 January 2011
The arrow and the bird
As the arrow
flies across the sky,
a bird receives
it gracefully
into its feathered flesh.
The scene drops
and our eyes,
fixed on the ground,
behold the pair,
arrow and bird,
crossed,
fallen,
static.
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