Matthew Pratt Poems

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1.
The Hourglass And The Clepsydra

The Hourglass

At the edge of desert shore
Poured out of an hourglass
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2.
To Mount A Scarecrow

It was a sunlit autumn, dying
Foliage was not raked for days,
Bark was gnawn at, soup was tasteless,
Scarecrows had been lumbered away
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3.
The Lacerated Diary

Bookends almost adjoining, now
For all that's not of florid inditement,
Are words unwritten sulphurously
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