Sunday, February 6, 2011

Birds Migrate at Night

Over the glittering, rattled ladders of shale
the birds cross, tangential to the sea at night.
Hour upon hour you can sense the undulation of wings.
If you lift your cheek quite carefully
you can feel the kiss and the wisp of air
stirred by the inaudible glide.
--Jan Haag

4 comments:

  1. Thank you very much for your nice comment!

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  2. Kindred Spirit, have you given up on this after-hours blog?

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