Favorite poem at the moment. Fitting.

May 12, 2008 01:29

Little Word, Little White Bird
(an excerpt)
Carl Sandburg

And it won't help any, it won't get us anywhere,
it won't wipe away what has been
nor hold off what is to be,
if you hear me saying
love is a little white bird
and the flight of it so fast
you can't see it
and you know it's there
only by the faint whirr of its wings
and the hush song coming so low to ( Read more... )

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gen_madness May 14 2008, 02:24:31 UTC
Carl Sandburg is absolutely, irrevocably, and incontrivertibly THE man.

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