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The Year of the Crown (III)

Anna Murzyn
Dec 29, 2020


He had spoken
Of seeing the waves:
Within, inland
Ovations of history
Delivered by hand,
Domestic decrees
For how to behave,

The flight of a spring
Hare, red-eyed and
Darting across fear-
Smeared maps, an
Invisible huntress
Shrouding a choking caress.
As he says she is
Already here.

© Anna Murzyn Dec 2020



Anna Murzyn

Wearer of many hats; private poet, parent in parentheses, perpetual nerd.