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Amber Rose Crowtree
Dear sojourner in this life, why rush the calls of two geese in flight
or a youth-hawk screeching for prey, or the knockell of ravens mid-air?
Why breathe if it does not loosen your grasp and escape on the backs of birds?
--Amber Rose Crowtree, from, "Notes for the Poet Apprentice"
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"There was a child went forth every day, And the first object he look'd upon, that object he became, And that object became part of him for the day or a certain part of the day, or for many years or stretching cycles of years..."
--Walt Whitman
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