I Heard It From Over There Poem by james watkin

I Heard It From Over There



'Be a-thirst for this view
Be ever desirous'.
There, as weighty rain-dropped on
Now fruiting copious.

'Eye to branch, then hand to mouth
Raising then lowered in'.
Orange. And smaller, sweeter
For kindred mandarine.

Friday, March 10, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: fruit,voice,tree
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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