Las Aves Vacías Poem by Mark Waldron

Las Aves Vacías

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All the new birds
are made of nothing.

They have nothing inside
(for anti-ballast)

and those insides
are surrounded

in an outside nothing
that has its own

flibberti hole.
The birds,

they're nothinging
up there

in the nothing trees,
or on nothing roofs

under a nothing sky.
They fly of course,

but what is flying
if not nothing?

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Fabrizio Frosini 06 March 2019

''Waldron's virtuosic deployment of language – combining different registers, coining new words and reutilising old ones – remains a constant, and a constant source of enjoyment.'' [Emily Hasler, in 'Poetry International Web']

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