GreAt PoeTRy of 5 NaTIonS
Sunday, April 23, 2017
9431. I AM THE WARBLER
I AM THE WARBLER
There's is no compromise intended:
I will stay and sing. This is a new
half-dark, here, beneath the eaves
as the sun declines. I've not gathered
any rays, but I know that old warmth
stays within me. Sit here too.
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