A Brief Dream
by Rod Naquin
Thursday, April 25, 2013
I didn't hear the dove today
I didn't hear the dove today
or yesterday: it flew away
before I could begin to hear
its song. I counted up the years
and made a calendar: the years
are different yet the same. Out here
the birds sing early, fly away
and don't call any day 'today.'
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