Drowse Poem by Bernard Henrie

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Sunburned
water lilies,
a dozen birds
fly up
stunned.

The cat moves
room to room,
stops.

Plums
flicker out.

Shiftless
radios turn off.

Afternoons
fall deaf.

Friday, March 29, 2013
Topic(s) of this poem: cat
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