Smithereens Press Chapbooks 'Three Red Things' by Christine Murray | Page 13

reed songs I-IV

reed songs I-IV

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whistle-in sing the hollow-pipes of bird-bone or leg-tube jointed to
leech into soil ' s black trauma a double-reed will always carry down
its muffled tune from contort of leaf to nub of root
there is bone substance to the fallen bough as there is to the winged-bird both perfume
a maerl of barely encloses both the feathered and the not
a shell maybe –
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