In the early days before the internet,
before all these portable devices,
before location – you remember –
before location – you remember –
how did we know when the sun would rise?
How did we know those long clear notes
coming through the trees
are sung by a solitary thrush?
are sung by a solitary thrush?
We don’t need to know to stop and listen,
but give his loss a name and others might hear.
but give his loss a name and others might hear.
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