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ONE 4 • Poetspace 4: James W Wood, Rodney Relax and Jane McKie

Listening to the Language of the Birds (Li Bai)
The sky creeps along the city walls: clouds and crows
alight from branches, telephone poles, narrow lanes.
In a canal-side flat a girl is knitting clothes
for fog, mist, drizzle. She hears the birds’ black refrain
and waits: her hands are stopped trains, endlessly delayed;
her hope is this empty room; her tears are the rain.
– Sam Meekings