Saskia Hamilton Poems

The song itself had hinges. The clasp on the eighteenth-century Bible
had hinges, which creaked; when you released the catch,
the book would sigh and expand.
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Listen to that drumming, so light it skims along the surface
like the birds at dusk dipping down to the water,
or a nonsense rhyme going on below the song.
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You were hired by the tools in the box and set to work.
How to hold a stone. How to throw it.

The project took a long time, you had to
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