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Tuesday, 29 March 2022

Bats by Amanda Jernigan

They billow from a hillside in Cha’am.
Together, they are more than plural:
the planet’s darkest song, a tongue,
a serpent muscling air apart,
a dire banner come unfurled,
a river flowing wholly from
the old, mute mountain’s desperate heart,
the last confession of the world.
Conceive of each one singly, if you can.


Date: 2005

By: Amanda Jernigan (19??- )