The Curious Case of the Cassowary Casque
An incendiary flash of colour – Your violent hues scatter the scrub; We watch as you forage for food, Using your casque like a fork.
"this is sixth form poetry, not Keats or Yeats"
An incendiary flash of colour – Your violent hues scatter the scrub; We watch as you forage for food, Using your casque like a fork.