Changing Times. Poem by Margery Rehman
Changing Times.
The hoopoe never came this year.
Instead, kites have spread
Out from the inner city
And hover overhead
Slowly circling,
Waiting to pounce and feed
On some small creature,
Frightening even the crows.
I must admit I googled Hoopoe - what a stunning little bird! This poem is a wonderful metaphor to show the swallowing up of the small by the powerful. Simple, beautifully articulate work. love, Allie xxxx
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4/21/2024 8:19:17 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Margery, this is so good! A stunning piece. Love, M