Tag: dawn
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Day off up earlier than for work
Rising daily at dawn Moments before my first alarm Staring at the besummed face on my arm Its stations and markers A bisected tree’s leafless phase, rings marking advanced age Its knobbled face, half-effaced, like a green man gazing out from his bole redoubt An ancient loathing, cold old disgrace, a lonely place stuck loading…
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Farm Ferdia
Two cocks in perpetual conflict, farmyard Ferdia His blood unforded in red rivers Affording him not a moment more of life Let that living cock be the cream and crow the dawn His beak steelruinous with oft-pecking, let the bán Breasted hen be his bridebird, bridled by the byre The barnyard and its brazen barriers…
Alchemisland 