Harmonize

HarmonizeI close my eyesOpen my earsHear the soundsOf the morning.The rumbling rhythms of Garbage trucks, The swish of a sweeper,The sweet high notesOf a warbler, the ca-chagrackle of the crow.I’ve come to knowThis song as my greeting.I, in my high-rise,No longer a country bumkin,I wonder about distinctions.What song do people sing?Colors, culture, size, age,We are […]
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Published on March 20, 2025 07:23
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Abbe Rolnick
Quick morning writes that begin before the sun rises and while my partner sleeps.
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