I wrote this little piece in 1980. For reasons I keep to myself, this poem is pertinent to me today.
Bird in a room
By Thomas Herr
Awaken your thirsty soul,
Beggar Jack.
Helplessly, I watch as you struggle
In panic
To reach the edge of your circle.
Like a Butterfly in gusty wind
Or a bird,
Trapped in a room.
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Was intrigued by the title. The poem, too, intrigues. And so serves its intended and intended purposes. And so cool!
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