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Patricia Hooper
Here is a bird's breastbone,
the keel of a ship scrubbed clean
laid bare in this harbor of grasses.
Each morning the sun finds it
carefully in the garden
to lie among asters and dahlias
who drink from the sky it fell from
and sing without throats or voices
and fly in the winds of October
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