Saturday, April 10, 2021











Airmail


I rescued sparrow from post office floor,

She flew from my hands, no postage was due,

Hedged between boxes, for aid--bird implored--

I rescued sparrow from post office floor,

Certainty of rise was just out the door,

Runway transformed--linoleum then blue--

I rescued sparrow from post office floor,

She flew from my hands, no postage was due.


Laura Stickney 2021



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