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After the Storm, the Birds Begin to Sing
- University of Arkansas Press
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After the Storm, the Birds Begin to Sing Only an hour ago, the trees were seething, And now late sunlight breaks in waves Where the wind arouses them, and me, Each leaf tip christened with the balm Of its green name—birch, dogwood, oak— All of us glistening in the spent rain. I could root myself in the soaked earth. I could add my own cracked song, But silence has more harmony this evening Under the swish and drip of blown branches. Though day soon goes down to dark, This time no part of me goes with it. 9 • • • ...
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