The Longest Night
after Li Po
The birds, with the light,
have vanished over the edge
of the sky; last shadows dissolve.
The forest gives up its daytime
rustles and whispers; waits
for nocturnes of fox and owl.
We sit together, the forest
and me; we sit together quietly
until only the forest remains.
© Roselle Angwin 2018
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