Pity The Wingless Burghers Poem by Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide

Pity The Wingless Burghers



The renewal of a topical issue
returns me to a favorite theme.

Not at all romantically,
but because of the cold,
the early birds of Beverley
stay high on a winter morning—

and, I fear, because of the gases
that pool on the ground
and only disperse with warming,

and ooze into the homes
of the wingless burghers.

Monday, June 1, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: pollution
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
the suburb of Beverley built on soil polluted with TCE gases from dumped metal cleaners and degreasers
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Douglas Scotney

Douglas Scotney

Toowoomba, Queensland, Australia. Resides in Adelaide
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