Poem: return flight

in perpetual migration

like monstrous ravens

from some obscene myth

come the night planes

from the East to Dover

shrieking to alight

then gaining unholy silence

while to gape their ebon maws

to disgorge their crated cargo

no bands blare

no mothers fathers wives

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