A Poem to Billy Collins
for Lance Convey
If there was no poetry
there would be nothing
to write about, the world
would be so entangled
no witness to sameness
or beautiful difference
all points of wonder gone
my own days spent lost
and so too yours would be
music missing its colours
wind with no redeeming grace
the counsel of birds unheard
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