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Brian C Rice
1 year ago

Poem

Geese Pivoting head to the beating of wings Compassed collective returning in Spring Falling to waters that shimmer and sing To a merging collective, water and wing Frosted air buffeting streamline formation But pushing for home makes a feather of task On to the next body-water station For home is the merging of water and wing Knowing the land from a distant perspective Hues of the earth, for this winged collective Their passing instills in us deepest of yearnings For we're jealous of life's merging Through water and wing

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