Sunday, 3 October 2010

Gannets

You remark at the distance between us
and the birds, wheedling and dealing
in their avian wickedness,
gannets robbing the smaller fry of their
small fry.

And I pace that distance, epically surprised
at how easy it is to stride with purpose,
clean out the clean windows of your room
and up, into the cold stratospheric day
within grasping distance of those venal birds
and their stolen lunch.

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