and it was a great
relief to give the words back
to their right source to
their primary cause
nature perhaps or god (who
knows) a relief to
release them to set
them free like butterflies for
a moment and then one
self to remain be
hind in the empty poems
and in the silence
but i was not yet
strong enough to keep silent
even silence de
manded its own word
so i marshalled the words to
gether in the po
em once more like the
animals in the fields and
birds in the air like
the country swallows
that have alighted on this
line of poetry
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