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De Jeune
Sometimes, inspiration and imagination have strange effects.
De Jeune
Swallows dive, swoon
like wind-swayed ink drops
down, and beyond the light:
swallowed by the sky,
flown blue, over
road-birds – honed
by simple flight.
Like arrows in Canada
in thunderhead afternoons:
clouds rolling, rutting hinds
in migration, pounding sand-trails,
...Monday 27th November 2017 9:56 am
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