Losing ‘Great White Egret’

My memory’s erratic and tonight
I can’t locate your name – four syllables
just out of sight, hiding amongst the reeds

Bird out of place, you were a wonder.
I watched you from my kitchen window –
stilted ballerina, bright incongruity,
following our horses through the winter mud,
stepping in their hoof prints, day after day
through the fearsome months, delicate,
as if escaped from a dream: a puzzlement.
I looked for the message you had …

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from a fast window, even brown grass

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for Padraig Regan

Here is the inventory of stone I
could not bring myself to make
and instead I have simply
photographed where stones have
been left on turned …

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‘The Mother of Parliaments’
is having a nervous breakdown
as we gather your things
switch off and leave the house.

The trees shake in this storm
as the day shakes in …

Mélopée | Zocalo Public Square • Arizona State University • Smithsonian

Mélopée

One may speak, one may not speak.
One may speak, one may bespeak.
What if we are two if we are one.

One may see, one may not see.
One may …