Steady Hush in Fresh Oak Leaves (3.50)

Pond Song 3:50

There is no identity that is the measure of the original. G&B 271

 

steady hush in fresh oak leaves__far away traffic above

my head as I sit here thinking__there’s nothing I’m thinking of

 

but requires a new strange “is” __when I look up suddenly

the egret has left the pond__a tern twists away to the sea

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