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Click herethe wind bemoaned the freezing night.
across nocturnal grey fields
a plover screamed yes, yes, yes
but no ,no, no I said
no more!
seven handfuls of vibrant toxic caviar
I prepared for the longest night.
I prepared for everything...
but not the horror on waking.
I really liked your poem, I thought it was about lovers and not so much a plover, but the last line threw me off. I read the poem as a woman who's afraid and excited by the desire of her man. I'm probably going to keep thinking about it, so good poem...could you tell me what it's really about?