The News

the news broke around six o'clock
robins heard it first

plucked colours from their breasts
then sang it to the dark

that coloured the tiny parts exposed
by dawn's needle
etching

clouds chinese whispered the light
held on to it for a while
then passed it on

leaking ochre rumours
bleeding into flame

the hills heard the word

lifted the veil
but slowly

a star burst the horizon
flooded a piece of it

fireworked the fields
crackerjacked through trees

fireflied the mist
even glow wormed webs

the news broke around six o'clock
everyone knew by seven

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