spring air

Posted on 5 May 2008 | Leave a comment

In cold spring air
by Reginald Gibbons

In cold
spring air the
white wisp-
visible
breath of
a blackbird
singing—
we don’t know
to un-
wrap these blind-
folds we
keep thinking
we are
seeing through
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