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Arrows of Rain

On the empty wall of my room

I think I'll put a picture of the rain. --

 

Hitting the ground,

And getting up to ankles,

 

The rain will be wetting my socks

And trousers from below;

 

Then my eyes will follow

Roof-edges,

Streets,

Sidewalks,

...tick, tick, tick...

Everything in the picture,

 

Until catching a black brolly,

And the shiny enamel shoes...

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The Eye of Morning

The Eye of Morning

 

I am the arrow of dawn, and

rise as the archer kneels,

strains his bow, sets the sky ablaze,

dissolves at the borderland

between light and shade, Heaven

and Hell; his firebrands mere crass

cascades of incendiary petals,

guttering in chiaroscuro swells.

Behold the evanescent rose-glow

of morning's opening eye.

 

Chris Hubbard

Perth. 201...

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