Michael Ondaatje

Application For A Driving License - Poem by Michael Ondaatje

Two birds loved
in a flurry of red feathers
like a burst cottonball,
continuing while I drove over them.
I am a good driver, nothing shocks me.

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  • Mahtab Bangalee (6/12/2018 5:01:00 AM)

    the pigeons make love in their abode
    acute love within fair heart
    I am hearing the sound of embracing
    and a python on a slow coach
    as if thunder- I am on the bed of hospital
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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

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