I ... entered the poem of life, whose purpose is ... simply to witness the beauties of the world, to discover the many forms that love can take. (Barabara Blackman in 'Glass After Glass')

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29 November 2013

Seagull Moment

It lifts up
or is wind-caught,
the gull against the sky.

I see it from beneath —
head high, chest vertical,
wide wings flaring
white on blue

like a flag
or a cross
made of light.

Poetic Asides November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge, day 28: a bird poem