Small bird, why do you
try to sing when the air is
so full of those cawing crows?
~
The song must be sung!
Like flowers bloom on coal tips
though none ever smell them there.
Mondo Sedoka
A Dialogue between Poets
Small bird, why do you
try to sing when the air is
so full of those cawing crows?
~
The song must be sung!
Like flowers bloom on coal tips
though none ever smell them there.
Mondo Sedoka 
This concept is wonderful… and this together poem is breathtaking! Thanks for sharing
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Thanks for the feedback!
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