This poem was written over ten years ago, when flying was still a safe assumption and planes were common overhead. This year we’ve been been hearing less of the planes, but – thankfully – the swifts are still with us.
In all our sanctuaries we sit at risk
This poem was written over ten years ago, when flying was still a safe assumption and planes were common overhead. This year we’ve been been hearing less of the planes, but – thankfully – the swifts are still with us.
Copyright © Rogan Wolf – Poet and Social Worker
In all our sanctuaries we sit at risk
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