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Songbirds drag their troubles into the sky,
old grudges sparking new passions,
modesty abandoned to the wind.

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Searching out rumors of light, a Night Heron
slips past evening's commotion,
ignoring the hot and confused air,
emperor of the...More

Searching for breaks in a winter land of mist and snow,
songbirds feel the lure of faraway springs.

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Katharine Hepburn said, “He gives her class and she gives him sex.”

Shedding all inhibitions,
avian dancers defy gravity.More

A songbird escapes the day's last sunlight,
darting between snowflakes against the outlines
of darkening trees,
cheating winter's...More

Lost in a bubble of passion,
oblivious to a winged voyeur,
the sky burns with their blazing melodrama.

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Angry Songbird Theater

"You’re cold as ice.
Nothing but ice wrapped in feathers."

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A songbird is as much felt as seen,
just begging to be freed from its shadow,
a lost silhouette lost in unexplored territory.

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