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No Trace – a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon

Photo: Brush-Tailed Possum, found at Australian Geographic and credited to http://www.shutterstock.com

“I often think that the night is more alive and more richly coloured than the day.” Vincent Van Gogh

No Trace

The urgent demand of the fading burnished light,
a call to notice the melodies of feathered friends
and coppered tones of boughs and leaves,
intense revolt against the close of darkest night.

A call to notice the melodies of feathered friends,
the crackling of dry grass as possums pass,
intense revolt against the the close of darkest night
runs riot unseen across lawn and canopy.

The crackling of dry grass as possums pass,
a seething highway or wriggling, crawling life
runs riot unseen across lawn and canopy
where no trace remains at dawn's first soft glow.

A seething highways of wriggling, crawling life,
and coppered tones of boughs and leaves
where no trace remains at dawn's first soft glow,
the urgent demand of the fading burnished light.

©Paul Vincent Cannon

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