Dawn Ecstatic bird songs pound the hollow vastness of the sky with metallic clinkings-- beating color up into it at a far edge,--beating it, beating it with rising, triumphant ardor,-- stirring it into warmth, quickening in it a spreading change,-- bursting wildly against it as dividing the horizon, a heavy sun lifts himself--is lifted-- bit by bit above the edge of things,--runs free at last out into the open--!lumbering glorified in full release upward-- songs cease. -William Carlos Williams
Posted on: Thu, 12 Sep 2013 10:33:36 +0000
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