"Bats" by Keith Harvey
Bats
Under the eave
of the tin
bats
at dusk
awaken-
fall
away from their warmth
toward earth -
mysterious
Bois d’arc apples
In autumn.
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8:51 AM
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Bats
Under the eave
of the tin
bats
at dusk
awaken-
fall
away from their warmth
toward earth -
mysterious
Bois d’arc apples
In autumn.
About Me
- Name: Keith Harvey
- Location: Dallas, Texas, United States
I am a poet (Petroglyphs) and novelist (Vogel and the White Bull) who is very interested in poetry and fiction that lean toward the speculative and the abstract. In my blogs I intend to create and to survey fantastic or non-realistic fiction and poetry that crosses conventional genre boundaries between science fiction/fantasy or mainstream literary fiction and poetry.
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