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today’s poem

Today’s poem
will conclude
with birds,

but first—
why do I bother?
why should you?
(and you should,

a daily poem
is a reminder,
a sticky-note from
the world to you

what you notice
is a gift, one of many—
with practice,
you can learn to see
the exact moment
Lit up and Glittering
moment you ought to pick up.
Anybody could notice it.
but you are the anybody who did.

And nobody
including you,
might ever notice it again
or remember it, this tiny
particular moment—
even if you write it down.

Write it down anyway.

as you write, they begin
or you begin to hear them—
morning chorus,
birds singing in the darkness,
in the still bare trees

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