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Wednesday, 18 January 2012

18. Reeds

The lake twitches with thatch,
the crisp morning air
combing the frosty fingered fringes.
Rustling, unseen, bodies
quaver their foraging
in this refrigerator of a day
Even the quietest of approaches
crunches a warning
and startled birds
make their escape
from linear boundaries.

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