Focus on Frame!
Who would have guessed I had so many Frame poems!
Sparrows climb the stair – Janet Frame
Sparrows climb the stair
smoke makes an archway,
the holiday children steer
gocarts in the street of yellow hedges;
and the little ring-eyes never fly alone.
Paths of snow on the hills
higher than we remember of know
above the town of slowest growth
where mayor and councillors cry
and feasting on suet and honey
the little ring-eyes never fly alone.
I found these poems in an old poetry anthology from school. Unfortunately there isn't a reference for where they originally came from.