Sarah Cave
Poem
Is Mountain
the swallower swallowing the smaller mountains swallowed their
breath to breathe the swallows and there sit still with the mountain
child’s position swallowers playing ‘Swallows in Spring time’ the B side
of the planet fifty seconds of silence talking with the mountain
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