by John Taggart
There are birds there is birdsong
unmourning and unmournful in the white light
there are birds there is birdsong
having come through hunger and danger
there is
free song a free weaving of many songs
song against song and other songs in a blending of wavy pitches
there are birds there is birdsong
unmourning and unmournful having come through
like the light like
like love never for sale.
Last updated October 24, 2022