Poems
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The shape of a blanket hovers
over a square of land. Inside
the square, a herd bows low
in one coordinated bob for feed.
The shape above is huge energy.
A blanket of stressed beats
and wings, of committed fliers
in a unit. Their pass over land
merges herd above with herd
below: those who hover over
those who hover over energy
intakes, fed steadily back into
the beating systems. The cows,
single-minded and full, drift
down into the land for more.
And the living shadow passes—
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