As A Mountain Of Trees Poem by james watkin

As A Mountain Of Trees



As a mountain of trees when do
We, last, bend to knowing?
At what range is clear defined
Lyrebird's call out-throwing?

The east, of its heaving up
Baseless for blues' ferment.
Smoky trails off our thoughts' spell
Laved them fern-recurrent.

Tuesday, December 3, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: mirage,mountain
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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