bellascribe

…
Wherever it was
I was supposed to be
this morning–
whatever it was I said I would be doing–
I was standing
at the edge of the field–
I was hurryingthrough my own soul,
opening its dark doors–
I was leaning out;
I was listening
– Mary Oliver, Mockingbirds excerpt
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