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I was waiting to note
the day the Swifts
left our country
and the unnoticed
silence left behind
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I’ve never actually seen
their leaving before
I remember on August 8th
thinking they should
have gone by now.
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And today sitting
reading a poem
about swallows “flittering”
and the way in which
they line the wires
…
before they fly
and are gone
leaving only skies
empty and silent
of their comings and goings.
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©robcullen23072022