Joyce Parkes

 

Flying sans emissions

Swallow soared away

swishing: sojourner

 

make yourself known

to flap home lisping,

dweller is that you?

 

So Swallow keeps

swishing to know

who could hear her

 

heart beat, as she

glides over plutonium

plots, uranium mines,

 

homelands, prison

vans, remnants of

the Rabbit Proof Fence,

 

spotting hands

waiting to freeze

Swallow’s brief.