2 days ago

As dusk unleashes
the ebony bones of night,
sleek chimney swifts
slide home to roost,

chittering gusts of
black confetti, they flutter,
falling, into the sleeping

stacks of the red
brick mill, that
fed our town.

Truck 2014 (published in graphical format)

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Gary David Grossman

Gary David Grossman

Ecology prof (emeritus), writer and poet, uke player, sculptor, runner, fly fisher, reader, gardener, all on www.garygrossman.net