Take It on a Wing
by Barbra Nightingale
in debt to Wallace Stevens
Windy widows we were once,
singing salty songs afloat
like big-beaked birds blackened
in mirrored machinations of absent moons,
or lonely oil spilled on sullied beaches,




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