Seán Street

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Seasonal

I said to Summer,
you burn too hot for comfort.
Said Summer, your choice.

I said to the Spring,
how many leaves are there left?
Said Spring, ask Autumn.

I said to Winter,
you are just a duration.
Said Winter, you too.

Breaking News

It happens on ordinary days,
a bored pencil tapping a glass, 
but the morning post’s leaking in,
the desk light intent as a heron 
and downstream an angle-poise bird aims 
through indifferent reflections.

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Seán Street’s recent prose includes Wild Track: Sound, Text and the Idea of Birdsong (Bloomsbury, 2023). His latest poetry collection is Journey Into Space (Shoestring Press, 2022).