Friday, January 18, 2019

THE GATHERING 


And they came from
the mountains, the
mountain poets. They
came from the river,
from the plains. Old
men and old women,
younger ones, those
just learning their
gift. They came from
every age, singing.
They did not know
each other but were
sisters, brothers. They
spoke a thousand
languages, more, yet
as poets seem to,
they understood.



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