Flash Flood
The shadows of birds fled quickly over the ground and up the walls of houses like a flash flood of dismembered darkness.
Mike Stone
SourceLicence:CC BY-ND 4.0
The shadows of birds fled quickly over the ground and up the walls of houses like a flash flood of dismembered darkness.
Mike Stone's poem describes a small, ordinary moment: a flock of birds passes overhead, and their shadows sweep across the ground and climb the walls of houses. What makes it striking is the comparison in the middle.
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