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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
SIX MOVEMENTS; FOR MRS. EDWARD MACDOWELL: 1. NEIGHBORS, by ALFRED FRANCIS KREYMBORG Poet's Biography
First Line: Birds aren't people one has to walk to
Last Line: Coming like lightning, going like arrows.
Subject(s): Birds
First Line: Birds aren't people one has to walk to
Last Line: Coming like lightning, going like arrows.
Subject(s): Birds
Birds aren't people one has to walk to:
Stay where you are, they'll come to you, talk too.
What's in gadding in search of a neighbour?
Far too much distance, much too much labour.
Chat about trifles, argue a season:
Surely you'll find no roots to grow trees on?
The dark, steep, long way back -- is it longer?
Wits any wiser, legs any stronger?
Sit them right here in this very place, swayed
By idleness eyeing a fiery parade
Of robins, swallows, thrushes, sparrows,
Coming like lightning, going like arrows.
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