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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