Sparrow Speak

I hear squeaks with round
edges

and energetic inflection
she

chirps into the sunny afternoon
there

must be meaning in this
pattern

of sound received by
other

sparrows otherwise it’s
pure

art or pure
joy

or all in one the
song

projected into afternoon
sunlight

written summer 2014

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