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A march of words
\nlined up like birds
\nupon a leafless branch.
\nSome flew away.
\nSome deigned to stay.
\nIt put me in a trance.
\nNew words alit
\nreplacing those
\nwhich recently took flight.
\nIt went this way
\nall day.
\nA book was writ.
\nAnd then came night.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

A march of words lined up like birds upon a leafless branch. Some flew away. Some deigned to stay. It put me in a trance. New words alit replacing those which recently took flight. It … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[16],"tags":[3,4],"class_list":["post-1211","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem-2","tag-poem","tag-poetry-2"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":197,"url":"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=197","url_meta":{"origin":1211,"position":0},"title":"To a Beetle Eaten Young","author":"Rick Young","date":"December 8, 2013","format":false,"excerpt":"To a beetle eaten young, I dedicate my tongue. I'll cut it up in thirds and feed it to the birds. 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