Poèmes sur le thème : walnut

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Dave Bonta

In a nutshell

An empty half-walnut shell lay upturned on the verandah. The wren fluttered down & poked at it with his bill, hopping all around it in his big clown feet. The black walnut half had two large openings like holes in a round kayak. The wren probed one & then the other, leaving nothing to chance. It was time for tea on the verandah, but nobody came. The wren flew off. The walnut shell rocked a few times
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JoyeuxDave Bonta

Brain Food

All morning thinking. On the water, the corpse of a swan. I eat 200 walnuts.
TristeDave Bonta

Grand jeté

Small birds fly up into the bare branches of the walnut trees. The phone rings. Someone we know has had another breakdown. At the sound of my voice, six deer delicate as ballerinas raise their tails to leap.