chirps, moans, whistles
I open my mouth and a sound comes out
Friday, February 29, 2008
the geese
working to repairthe fence from winter damage
alerted by their cries, we look up
high over the house
and below the clouds
long shimmering skeins of birds
sweeping Northlike a great wing
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