Bucolic Speech Poem by james watkin

Bucolic Speech



In its huddled massed sounds
Bellow, grunt and snort
This herded likeness of men
Whip up every sort.

Monday, September 7, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: sound,city
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james watkin

james watkin

Melbourne Australia
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