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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Voice</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">One feather is a bird,<br>I claim; one tree, a wood;<br>In her low voice I heard<br>More than a mortal should;<br>And so I stood apart,<br>Hidden in my own heart.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And yet I roamed out where<br>Those notes went, like the bird,<br>Whose thin song hung in air,<br>Diminished, yet still heard:<br>I lived with open sound,<br>Aloft, and on the ground.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">That ghost was my own choice,<br>The shy cerulean bird;<br>It sang with her true voice,<br>And it was I who heard<br>A slight voice reply;<br>I heard; and only I.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=529067" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">Desire exults the ear:<br>Bird, girl, and ghostly tree,<br>The earth, the solid air--<br>Their slow song sang in me;<br>The long noon pulsed away,<br>Like any summer day.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Theodore+Roethke">Theodore Roethke</a></strong></div>

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