the baby birds are fledged
I clipped away at the vegetation to remake my invisible nudie spot at the back of the garden, uncovering this nest
designer's notes: sheep fleece woven among twigs accessorised with blue plastic string. Under layer made from the ginger fur that remains after a tomcat fight
It smells animal-ish
Tuesday Poem
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Ghazal of Glance First, it was a glance, then sleeplessness See what love
did to Rumi with a glance, turning away from the mirror, you glimpsed was
it a tr...
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"my invisible nudie spot at the back of the garden"
ReplyDeleteWatch out for drones. Just saying.
The only drones in my garden are hymenopterans
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