States of Poetry - Poems
'ghost flock' by Annamaria Weldon | States of Poetry WA - Series Two
by Annamaria Weldon •
While women scanned the horizon, fishers
and hunters tended their nets, someone
etched the Lapwing crown-plumes in clay.
Abandoning hunger and
its frozen ground, they soar
South with the Grigale wind
Middle Sea harbingers of the
Lampuki-fish moon, its halo
a herald of autumn rains.
Outlines, incisions quicken those
plovers’ flight through terracotta sky.
A ghost flock, timeless on stone.
Annamaria Weldon
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