Poem: A flight of swallows

by Jack Brummet

A flight of swallows
Spins outside the window.

One by one,
Stars turn on

And the yellow sun
Cycles to dusty rose

As it sinks
To the other side.

The moon's in tune,
Stars turn on

And clouds drape themselves
Across the sky.

In the web
Of the Milky Way we careen

Through space, twirling on earth's axis,
Around the sun, and into the black.
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