Alphabet of Days (14)
14.
(1932)
Willis O’Brien, old man,
– stone-patience, a gift –
adjusts his puppet, frame
by frame, until three birds
remind us this is real
water drifts
and the unearthly hollow
of this place swelters
back & back & back
as if there were no end
as if there were no end
as if there were
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