It is ten before ten pm. A heron flies
a commute run from the churchyard to the harbour.
A hundred swallows gyre.
Earth Tourist
recently posted poems by alan reynolds
It is ten before ten pm. A heron flies
a commute run from the churchyard to the harbour.
A hundred swallows gyre.
Earth Tourist 
Precise and evocative!
Great to hear! That’s what I was heading for and so often don’t reach.