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chadwick
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grass & white clover flowerings
would be a sky
with feathers under there
where the sound of rain belonging lasts
a blue & white bird
have melted together somehow
a small maple
berry bushes & the area above the lines
even each fence dove & flew about
in a reckless acrobatic festival
with chipmunks at their dish
some days & nights in either direction
we can thank the rise
& fall
of a simple orange violin
would be a sky
with feathers under there
where the sound of rain belonging lasts
a blue & white bird
have melted together somehow
a small maple
berry bushes & the area above the lines
even each fence dove & flew about
in a reckless acrobatic festival
with chipmunks at their dish
some days & nights in either direction
we can thank the rise
& fall
of a simple orange violin
for poetry through the ceiling. ISBN: 1 4241 8840 7
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
"Hear me, my chiefs!
I am tired; my heart is
sick and sad. From where
the sun stands I will fight
no more forever."
Chief Joseph - Nez Perce
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