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Across the cove a woman’s scream
a peal of girlish laughter
Loons
First time, never a sound before
a cry so loud, the decibel force of it
answer and reply
answer and reply
sad-sweet skirl of melody. Far distant,
two wet black heads, almost entwined,
slipped beneath the water’s edge. Silent.
Disappeared.
Loons
The black and white geometry
The undulating flow
of beak and neck and eye.
Swimming. Their backs
like
white
spotted
endless night sky.
Loons.
Michael Campagnoli lives in Rockland. His collection of poetry “Ah-Meddy-Ga” is available from All Nations Press of White Marsh, Va.
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