For the purpose of this exercise
you shall be the redwing
at my window, seeking winter berries.
I would wipe clean that frosted pane,
pass through the tracery of its glass divide,
enter your green-screen world.
i. 2023
illustration by Kono Bairei
An archive of poetry, and space for occasional comment on the times we live in.
Love this Mark. Oh we do miss you! Liz (Havant Poets) xx
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