do not leave this poem

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(poetry diary  233-4/11/17) It is Spring, and the birds are loud. 

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John Murillo: Upon Reading That Eric Dolphy Transcribed Even the Calls of Certain Species of Birds,

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I think first of two sparrows I met when walking home,

late night years ago, in another city, not unlike this — the one

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bird frantic, attacking I thought, the way she swooped

down, circled my head, and flailed her wings in my face;

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