Tag: perception

by Niall Campbell
A nocturnal bird, say a nightjar, / cocking its head in the silence / of a few deflowering trees, / witnesses more than we do / the parallels. / ...
by Margaret Tait
I used to lie in wait to see the clover open / Or close, / But never saw it. / I was too impatient, / Or the movement...
by Thomas A. Clark
A visit to the island of Colonsay, / Inner Hebrides, April 1987 / / There are other lives we might lead, places we might get...
by Robin Fulton Macpherson
Behind convolvulus and seeding grass / we park. / We see not one scuff or rip on the Strait / to show / two thousand years and more...
by Dinah Hawken
The human brain, so frail, so perishable, so full of inexhaustible dreams and hungers, burns by power of the leaf.
by Thomas A. Clark
in the half-light of dusk / after the day has prepared / hard surfaces for inspection / before the night has plunged / things back into themselves / there is...
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