Poetry

Hummingbird

Lovely piece by fellow poetry blogger Robert Okaji. Visit his blog to read this and other well-written work.

O at the Edges

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Hummingbird

The thought makes
trembling so

incomplete, a consequence
of knowledge attained. I look out

and see leaves flitting in the dusk,
the air closing around them

like the mouth of an old well
swallowing light. Such

hunger we find difficult
to comprehend. The wind shivers

through our lives and repeats itself,
though differently each time.

Every departure is a return.

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