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The headlong flats of Tudor Rose Court<br />

vanish into sludge like history,<br />

and all the bird cherry confetti<br />

is drowned. But later the blackbird<br />

flitters back to the rippling edge,<br />

where, head cocked, she sees<br />

how reflection settles and reforms.<br />

III<br />

Crouching by the pond,<br />

next to the insect hotel,<br />

trying to think a green thought<br />

in a green shade,<br />

I know I’m being watched,<br />

not by gnats and solitary bees,<br />

but by other winged presences<br />

who give themselves away<br />

through the rhythmic tick-tock<br />

rattle of loose bark on the path.<br />

When I turn, a row of pigeons<br />

sways along the curve,<br />

fanning their tails.<br />

They eye my sandwich bag,<br />

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