The peninsula blush


at night
under cover of darkness
gather insurgent tailors
armed with needle
and they carry the thread of solidarity
one to the next, to the next and the other
and thus sky they bring to earth
and earth they persuade to rise
a horizon-stitch —
subverted by day, they must know
but to work they return at night
and again
and again.

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