Sunday, December 20, 2009

Rosalee Gurrola Thompson


Name all the birds in your plum tree
the computer says
You do not have a plum tree
it is raining smog
so say thank you to the bird nearest you

Somehow, trees will hold you like parents should
the sun's possibles will write your name across the sky
Arms will become white wings
Somehow, bird songs will fly out of you

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