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Swetal Bhatt

Memory Flashes:

Spindly Branches

At the top of a tree

Sway in the wind

And scratch the belly

Of the sky

Brick Chimney

Next to the house

Why did they paint it white?

It looks so cold

Next to the snow

Forgotten Room

At the back of the house

With peeling posters of the era gone by

And the broken guitar

That faint chord

A Dozen Blackbirds

In a field behind a school

Peck at the mottled grass

Early in the morning

It must have rained yesterday

[TABLE OF CONTENTS, LHS CLASS OF 2011 EDITION]