(By Gub, the 2nd of May 2015)
Understand less
Magic
More mystery
Life closes round us fast - enemy troops
Circle
Chide the seconds and the hours fold in
Days sliced
Back
By snap and
Wail..
Where frog
Should spawn
Spring in the bullrushes
There is only the
Short flip
Of the tadpole tail
And then the water is
Still the infant
Gone...
Tuesday, 26 January 2016
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