two bird notes
stave-clung are
in the feathered cold
not amber dawn can obliterate
they sway their separate branches.
stave-clung are
in the feathered cold
not amber dawn can obliterate
they sway their separate branches.
By Christine Murray
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Christine Murray is a City and Guilds qualified restoration stone-cutter. Her poetry is published in a variety of print and online publications, including The Southword Journal, Crannóg Magazine, A New Ulster Magazine, Caper Literary Journal, Ditch Poetry, Bone Orchard Poetry, Levure littéraire and Recours au Poème.
Her Chapbook, Three Red Things was published by Smithereens Press in June 2013. A collection of poems, Cycles was published by Lapwing Press in 2013. A dark tale called The Blind (Poetry) was published by Oneiros Books in 2013.
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