Air

August 22, 2009 at 7:16 pm (Dominic Alapat, Poetry)

 

Crow on the scaffolding

picking itself.

A slide in a schoolground.

Birds sailing at angles

over the wet red roofs.

The air is liquid,

snatches of song,

silence.

Birds tweeting

my world to an angle.

Here, outside my window

where they can talk to me.

 

– Dominic Alapat

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