Poetry

Robin

Poetry

Robin, as you sing your red breast swells

between the frosty branches in this wintry glow.

You cock your head and listen to the bells

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October : The Hunt

Poetry

They’re shooting pigeons up in the air

shooting wild boar berserk in the woods,

they sway in the corn with their rifles loaded

aim with the warm red wine in their veins

shoot their leader in the foot

shoot their neighbour on the shins

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Narcissus

Poetry

He buttoned up his leaf jacket

soaked his shoes in brine

laced them up with marigolds

snatched a hat of sundrenched hay

sprinkled it with buttercups

broak a branch from the willow tree

strode along the track spread out by the moon

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House of Shells

Poetry

(illustration by French artist Christine Chamson)

He came washed up, limbs wavering
shells caught in the net of his Sargasso hair
the glint of the sea lodged in his eye
the roar of its jubilance caged in his ear.

His mouth was a cavern of wo…

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Hidatsu

Poetry

It happens at sunrise and sunset, her call
and the arch of her back,
the light catching the specks of salt on her spine.
She falls slowly, cascading into the bay,
carving through waves, streaming through sargassum
then resurfaces, lips lined wit…

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Angel

France, Poetry

A crow lies frozen in the furrows

claws to the sky.  In a distant field a horse

neighing.  We await

the thaw.  But the horse is still calling,

another crow avidly feeds on his friend

while the buzzard hovers, switches, soars.

The sk…

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The Harvest Ball

Poetry

There was a little girl who wore oak leaves in her hair
red berries round her milk-white neck, and a crazy stare.

Her dress was made of lace which hung like mist around her feet
and round her wrists an amethyst as purple as her blood.

Her mot…

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