I heard them this morning, Jen.
The humble and the loud one.
One just sings
and one needs to sing.
I thought it was you
all outside my window
playing bird again.
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The impulse to enter, with other humans, through language, into the order and disorder of the world, is poetic at its root as surely as it is political at its root. -- Adrienne Rich
CP convincing W.S. of something
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