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There was a Bristling in the Air


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There was a Bristling in the Air
Art by author
By Vincent R. Pozon

It was palpable in palaces and in hovels,
unnamed, unexpected but by a few,
the hair on the arm of the signet-ringed
stood on ends, his throne shimmied and creaked,

ay, the mighty slept twitchily that night,
the wise whispered, and then made ready.
A wraith requiring obeisance hushed herds,
subdued swarms, becalmed packs and prides.

The poor, out in pasture, living gaunt,
looked up and saw a sky ablaze,
and though with knotted brows, hearts heard.
A child was born, a revolution had begun.


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