"Kissing the air" [rubai]
These birds who sing in truth
they're kissing the air
beckoning spring forsooth
they're kissing the air
alive again in spring!
it's likely to happen
why lament the sting of a youth
spent kissing the air?
notes begun impromptu / but likely to find form / or after a fashion haunt you
1 Comments:
A totally fine poem!!!!!!!!!
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