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80. When birds begin to sing © 22 May 2018 |
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(Based on the Vietnamese luc bat poetic form.) When birds begin to sing I know with joy that spring is near. Somehow, this time of year, the birds join up in pairs and build nests, lay eggs in song-filled days, feed, are never stilled lest the fledglings leave the nest too soon. Fresh things are everywhere! Flowers bloom! Fruit forms! The air - it cries new life! And butterflies! And bees! Yet here, in my old, spent winter of discontent I must not not forget to turn the page, the page, the page. |