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Well-Known Corners of the People
Reeling
by
Carmel Summers
Crimson rosellas squawk and feed and soar
Against a sky so blue it sucks you in
Your head reels from infinities of space
While dust congeals in corners of your room
Against a sky so blue it sucks you in
You press your face up hard against the glass
Let dust congeal in corners of your room
Midst shouting from the news that will not stop
You press your face up hard against the glass
A seething shroud of dense photinia leaves
And shouting from the news that will not stop
Statistics that have never seemed so stark
A seething shroud of dense photinia leaves
The barrier between my house and yours
Statistics that have never seemed so stark, yet
Crimson rosellas squawk and feed and soar