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Stuart Boag

West Wind Symphonia

cold and powerful
a westerly wind
has swept blue sky clear and clean

upon the ground
trees and canefields flex in green submission
voicing a steady swishawishawisha
giving texture and depth to the landscape

in sunlit suspended animation
a passing armada
of crisp silhouettes
resolves into a flock of ungainly pelicans...

here and there
swift tangents of flight
weave a patchwork of feathered life
rich in random spirals
the flock drifts overhead and then rushes away

the birds
the canopy
all sound in motion
harmonise with my heartbeat...
singing the west wind's song