Friday, January 25, 2008

Can I write about nature

when I don't live in a cottage
at the end of a dark
lane swathed in woodsmoke
evenings of infinite depth,
or know the names of birds?

The sea is saltwater, my blood
not much different

I've seen 'rivers' flow into 'bays',
'waves', and something that opens
the guts of its prey
just for the half-digested
fish inside

so I reckon I get to mention
as well as the roofs curved silvery
on a recently constructed
cinema/restaurant complex

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