I dart from the pursuit of cruel birds
headlong towards boughs
that straddle the moment passing.
There, in the whirl of pigeons banking
I am caught in the soft dawn underwing.
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I dart from the pursuit of cruel birds
headlong towards boughs
that straddle the moment passing.
There, in the whirl of pigeons banking
I am caught in the soft dawn underwing.