Poetry by Jael
Morning Absorbs Sound
by jael bietsch

Morning absorbs sound
in hushed fog.
  Passers-by go
  back and forth
  muted in step
  but mostly don't go at all.
Wet-winged birds
wearing grey canvas cloaks
over deep-hooded eyes.
  And the sun doesn't rise or fall at all.

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