and fallings away, by the quiet spaces between things but, most of all, by endings and beginnings--"beyond the last bee/dying in the honeysuckle,/beyond the cirrus and the fallstreaks//of tomorrow's rain--/the sound of things becoming/what they never will again."
from Charles Bainbridge: The Guardian: Grain by John Glenday and Perfect Blue by Kona Macphee
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