poet George Hitchcock

George Hitchcock

Dawn

Clouds rise from their nests
with flapping wings, they whisper
of worn leather, bracken, long
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  • M Asim NehalM Asim Nehal (3/4/2019 12:33:00 PM)

    A very refreshing poem with articulate writing.100+

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  • Paresh ChakraParesh Chakra (12/12/2018 4:54:00 AM)

    Now the sun appears.
    It is a fish wrapped in straw.
    Its scales fall on the sleeping
    town with its eyeless graineries
    and necklace of boxcars. Soon
    the blue wind will flatten the roads
    with a metallic palm, the glitter. It is a very interesting stanga
    of granite will blind the eyes.

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