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Return 4000 3000 Peter H. Michaels

Slammed like bracken
matchsticked and rendered
back to bones of wood.

Torn shingles hang
like oak leaves from
a ground floor roof.

Glean denuded floors
in sunlight. Bearing now
lone chimney. That proud

obelisk to what he never
needed, but still he held
them. Proof of prior warmth

between splayed rafters.
From this found wreckage
he brought you a hummingbird’s nest,

neatly woven.

 

(Inspired by Kerry Webster’s We Do Not Eat Our Hearts Alone and Pascal Petit’s The Hummingbird’s Nest, as workshopped with Paige Ackerson-Kiely.)

Header photograph © Caroline Bardwell.

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