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  • Gary Hunter

Who will be the First - Sept. 19, 2020

behind the curtain of dawn

a subtle sound

like the faraway groan

of wooden wheels

a thrum that builds

with the light

a few songbirds turn and blink

one stretches a wing and cracks wide a beak

others ruffle and preen their chests

it’s coming but who will be the first?

the one to announce

the sun chariot

has broken the horizon


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