give me a poem that tinkleslike goldfinches or thundersin a moor-gallop that beats like the wings of geeseor, on an early spring morning, dropsand drips like icicles that whistles in a windy aspen groveor stirs warm air like lacewingsand buzzing bees give me a poem that tumblesthe heart or ripplesthe soul please Kim M. Russell, […]
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