Winter grass
finds its
own style
After many years
I bump into an old lover
and we look at one another with
the shock of two shrunken heads
in hell
All night long
over and over
the owl asks who
left the oars
in the boat
Putting a
bowl of water
by the river
to allow stillness
to have a say
So extreme —
this hill of
bug bite
A young man
watching blossoms falling
is an old man when
they reach
the ground
Broken cup
still capable
of holding rain
A dragonfly
more beautiful
than Europe
Crows —
always just
back from a funeral
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Bird Standing
Ronald Baatz
Blind Dog Press
12 Larool Street
Tamworth, NSW, 2340
AUSTRALIA
