by Claire Saxby | Jan 2019 | Poetry
Sweet feed hungry bees burrow deep into blossom collar seek buried treasure More
by Claire Saxby | Jan 2019 | Poetry
Same sound, different light silent in the day each footstep and every breath shouts in the darkness More
by Claire Saxby | Jan 2019 | Poetry
The next one snap-dried fuchsia blooms scorched by single heatwave day maintain their colour More
by Claire Saxby | Jan 2019 | Poetry
Feijoa Feijoa firework petals and gold light tips you are un-flamed matchsticks brighting up the green More
by Claire Saxby | Jan 2019 | Poetry
What day is it? underneath your feet cloverly cloverly bloom unnoticed in the grass Another
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