Presage

So many things change
and come together, so
many things twitter
then are gone
so many things flow and
glitter and welcome
the February sun - presage
of spring, presage
of being, the water
flowing under and
the good bright days -
astride, aspiring and
opaque, so many forming
and undone, the losses
going and coming, the
memories gold and been,
the roar of a 'plane, the
warmth on the forehead
the travelling will -
lameness a figure of
speech only - all else
aflame and skilled.

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