Birds At Dusk
Dusk birds in clover
the purple fields of rich song
Gold day was so long
Flying in fragrance, darkly
mingling at evening's soiree
Through sweet green, dimly
on the summer night of nights
as red Mars wanders
Nebulous shapes flit moon hours
Avian verve in flowers
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