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Alan Summers

the snow-spinning wind I dream of only big trees in my prison yard —Alan Summers

Alan Summers

candlemas little fingers pulling the wishbone —Alan Summers

Alan Summers

house clearance room by room by room my mother disappears —Alan Summers

Alan Summers

this small ache and all the rain too —Alan Summers

Alan Summers

library café— we swap lost key stories as my coffee cools —Alan Summers

Alan Summers

jackdaws in snow thumbing through all our dreams (after the woodblock print Crows in Winter, 1925 by Ito Sozan) —Alan Summers

Alan Summers

open window the cat dozes half in half out — Alan Summers

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