fruit bat cries—
the sound of the shape
of a hillside

Tom Staudt

wings fluttering
against the blue pane
hawks hunting

Neil Cranney

equinox
turtle-dove song
between night and day

Franҫoise Maurice

love retires hurt
throwing down the bat
every step aches

Glen Hunting

dreaming away sorrow a boobook’s tremolo

Marietta McGregor

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