This entry is part 26 of 31 in the series Morning Porch Poems: Spring 2013


Something in the hollow
of the ear, some rift
deep in the bone—

and you tip, lightweight:
one ant trying to balance
a load, small bird caught

in a net of rain.


In response to an entry from the Morning Porch.

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