stormlight

A blackbird, his wife
and a pair of bewildered sparrows
Look up from the ground —
Thunder is coming.

Rainworms are reckless,
Leaving their safe darkness
to look with sightless eyes
upon stormlight.

And so they leave,
Half a rainworm each, to
shut little yellow yelling mouths
to make more of their own
kind,

In the stormlight world
a nightingale sings
counterpoint to the midges.

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