Wednesday, April 23, 2014

myriad


myriad

I’ve learned a new word
(myriad: many, countless)
and fly it like a new kite
when I hike these woods

           myriad tiny twigs
           myriad swollen buds
           myriad insects stirring
           beneath the muddy earth


from Ordinary Things: Poems From a Walk in Early Spring

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