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Hum
Joshua McKinney
When I smelled green through the blur
where its wings were, felt
the whir of their arc, heard the red
afloat in the foxglove -- my only desire was
to tell you.
My weed-work stopped. Hands
in earth, I knelt by the garden wall,
and suddenly that world seemed remote.
I called to you, aloud, and the words I spoke
of the tiny bird that came to kiss the flowers.
It was then I knew my exile's full extent.
sheer iridescent5 now there then --
than the hours of thought without flesh. Once, to be
at one meant to act, so I have tried to make this
matter.
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