TO ANOTHER

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TO ANOTHER

I WRITE THIS TIME
TO ANOTHER
ONE WHO SEES ME
ONE WHO READS ME

LISTENING TO SONGBIRDS
THO I THINK THEY ARE TALKING
WISH I KNEW THEIR LANGUAGE
BIRDS, AMAZING BIRDS

LISTENING TO BIRDS IS BLISS
HEARING THE SCURRYING OF LIZARDS
EVEN BETTER. AND THEN
THE HUMMINGBIRDS COME ZOOMING

I WRITE THIS POEM TO
ANOTHER, WHO SEES ME
I WRITE FOR MY HEALTH
IN EVERY WAY

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Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.

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