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Golden-Eyed Day
Golden-eyed day
blazing through trees
swaying,
mockingbirds and blue-jays
clinging
to dancing branches, singing
as a feathered form
flashes darkly past
and is gone in a blinking.
But silence remains,
an empty chair
waiting.
poem
by
Steven Federle
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