08-23-2014, 01:16 AM
^^^
I love this part:
I don't know how he missed the cabin that used to be there.
I love this part:
Quote:A small bird flew before me. He was careful
To put a tree between us when he lighted,
And say no word to tell me who he was
Who was so foolish as to think what he thought.
He thought that I was after him for a feather—
The white one in his tail; like one who takes
Everything said as personal to himself.
I don't know how he missed the cabin that used to be there.
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