hilary 2005. volume 4. issue 2
 
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The Heron

Vast wings
Rose from the river

Leaves
quivered,
White
blooms
fell

A gap of air
Went up with her
Leaving me
A channel from
Dreaming to waking.

She flew so closely above,
My skin shivered.

Carmen Bugan
Balliol College