falconby David McLeana bird hangs in stasis, flight poised in listless heaven he electrified. the wind holds his wings, still, and his distances hide the cry he should raise daily in protest that life raped him to this action, potent passivity that takes us impatiently, and waits that we fall from our sky, and something die ©David McLean David McLean is Welsh though he has lived in Sweden since 1987. His chapbooks are available, one a free download at Whyvandalism.com. The other, in print, can be ordered at http://www.erbacce-press.com/#/davidmclean/4527659941. His full length poetry collection can be found at Whistling Shade Press called Cadaver's dance. It can be ordered on alibris.com or on amazon.com. A second book of 128 pp is coming from Erbacce-press in August, pushing lemmings. A self-published book of 109 pages is available at Lulu called eating your night. McLean has written 600 poems now in, or forthcoming, in over 250 magazines online and/or in print. Details are at his blog at htpp://mourningabortion.blogspot.com. |