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A poem by Larissa Reid
The June breeze bends sunlight into horseshoes;
Swallows furl and feed under steeple eaves.
Land and sky exchange sly glances,
Then quietly swap places.
Over a galaxy of white stars
That dip and fold and flicker,
The church bell rings a wedding into being.
Chervil confetti and a weaving of promises
As neat and supple as the eel hives
Slipped into willow shallows.
Larissa Reid lives on Scotland’s east coast and has published poetry and prose regularly since 2016. She is a founder member of the Edinburgh-based writing collective, Twisted::Colon. Twitter: @Ammonites_Stars Instagram: ammonitesandstars
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