Cloudy and warm. A robin sings in the yard, garrulous as an unmarried uncle. Red-bellied woodpeckers leapfrog each other on a tree trunk.
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Cloudy and warm. A robin sings in the yard, garrulous as an unmarried uncle. Red-bellied woodpeckers leapfrog each other on a tree trunk.
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Morning Lyric
Wear the red you can’t even say in language.
Sing in the muddy yard, garrulous as an unmarried uncle.
Make the soaring crackle long radio waves in the blood.
Torch the yellow of lemons into *limoncello*.
Render the salt from green pickled buds.
Undo the leathered buttons of your cardigan.
Make a promise that is a giving and not an asking.
Tell it even if it’s only partly true.
~ Luisa A. Igloria
03 18 2011
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