May

Friday Poem: May http://wp.me/p9vq-1Vz

May this noon rest lightly like a plume from an egret’s crest
on your happiness, ease inside the book you clutch close
to the feeblest murmurs. We witness birds and reckon
their flying for freedom; I write verses to weave your
voice into mine and let it…

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