Comings and goings.


I was waiting to note

the day the Swifts

left our country

and the unnoticed

silence left behind

I’ve never actually seen

their leaving before

I remember on August 8th

thinking they should

have gone by now.

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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