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The Green Daisies Instructions

busy times
Short Poems.

One sweet scenic path forward, towards
unclenching these mounting days of strained and bundled words
easing the burden of drum-skin tight breath is, slowly, lengthen the line—
see how the air softens against the ear once you begin to try, to experiment
to decide for a breath or a year to let the green daisies run wild in your meadow


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