Swallows,
like nymphs and children,
can catch a midsummer breeze
and frolic
on the lightest wind.
And in a good autumn gust
even the ravens
put aside their Nevermores
to play with Elsewhere
for a while.
But today
the winds blew so hard
that three vultures
over a field of last year's stubbled corn,
set aside their slow circling
mortal cycle
to dance
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