The Hen's Siesta Poem by Sheena Blackhall
The Hen's Siesta
Hen lies flopped on the grass
One wing out splayed like a fan
Her glittering eyes are sealed in waxen lines
Like two sharp, licked envelopes
In the tiny pocket of her head
Pictures of grass, bees, grain
And swaying honeysuckle
Wednesday, July 10, 2013
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