1222
a twitter account
here in
the woods
absolutely
alive
aloud
all afoot
and on the wing
here, there
and making selves known now
the noisy ones
above the buzz
don't you know
they are telling the world ?
telling out of winter
forgetting it ever was
theirs are conspiracies
of pollen, flower
and landing leaf
here, let me lie in
below the silence
said of clouds
wonderfully lost
I love to be
in woods
I'll call mine
for the moment
taller than trees
I am to be here
wider than the way
and in the dampening
indoors after
dense with themes
lost to verbiage
from a garden
of stray signs
make a forest of my own
I love to be lost there
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