Sue Wootton

Spring song

Flapping and screeching the fledglings list
from their nests. Those little marble hearts

are hammering. How will they learn
their element? Clouds are to sky

as words to thought: brief, dissolving
statements through which we gill,

craving more oxygen, thinner membranes.
Such hunger deep in the wing

for flight. To soar, to swoop, to glide –
how infinite the open mouth of any launched verb.

Hinemoana Baker (audio)
James Brown (audio)
Rachel Bush (audio)
Jen Crawford
Emily Dobson
Megan Johnson
Andrew Johnston
Stefanie Lash
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Stephanie de Montalk
Marty Smith
Elizabeth Smither
Cath Vidler
Sue Wootton  
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