Farewell to the gangle bird
the color sleeve
the caw.
Farewell to the bent note
the stiff back
the flail.
Farewell to the hand jive
the eye thumb
the smirk.
Farewell to the pot stir
the turned hip
the wing.
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In honor of Ryan Collins and his belief it could not be done, I shall do one poem a day in April 2009. I shall spend no more than 2 minutes on each day's poem. When it's done, it's done.
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