From a landscape in April Poem by Robin Fulton

From a landscape in April



Snowflake grinds against snowflake.
Grass creaks like old furniture.

I spread silence on the fields.

I bring home thick squares of it
to hang on my noisy walls.

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Robin Fulton

Robin Fulton

Isle of Arran, United Kingdom
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