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the long blade of cold
slides thru the closed window
and stabs my shoulder
a week ago
an agitated cloud of birds
settled for their rest stop
on the trees next to the highway
replacing the missing leaves
crowds of birds
would take to the air
like particles of pulsating smoke
in circles in spirals and back
to the trees
go! go! I shouted and waved my hand
half of the sky got dark
soon there was peace
around the leafless trees
wlodzimierz holsztynski ©
1996-11-02
How sweetly evocative ~ birds making a rest stop on their way as they fly South. Ah...fond memories.
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