“Eidolon” — C.Birde, 8/19
I knew
you were there
for the air
parted
at my ear,
unzipped at
fifty-three strokes
per second;
for the hum and
echo
of absence
when I turned
to look
and saw only
honey-
suckle.
— C.Birde, 8/19
Eidolon — A Poem
Nightjars & Damselflies
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