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Friday, November 17, 2017

we are woodcocks in winter
lurking during the day
under bramble bushes

or on floors of fallen leaves,
where we are camouflaged
by our mottled brown plumage.

at night we find damp meadows,
and probe the soil for worms.

(apologies to derwent may.)

  #poems  






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