First a bird, then the sea;
then huge armies traipse
to their catastrophe.
Now the storm;
next the dawn—
freedom dangles
from a single sound.
Closer, ever closer, march
children from the womb.
After this: a tomb.
First a bird, then the sea;
then huge armies traipse
to their catastrophe.
Now the storm;
next the dawn—
freedom dangles
from a single sound.
Closer, ever closer, march
children from the womb.
After this: a tomb.