these are the timesdirty beloved
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20.3.04


Telling the Bees


...with mud and thatch and string,
the webs he parted every morning,
the hounds' hair combed from brushes,
the dust swept into piles with sparrows' feathers.
Who makes the laws that live
inside the brick and mortar of a name,
selects the seeds, garden or wild...

Deborah Digges
Poetry Daily Mar.19.03

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