Quietly Whisper In The Bird Hide

as you peruse the library
of the mere. Watch a book
open its wings, feed a squawk

of open mouthed young
with squirming paperbackworms,
hardbackinsects,,folderfish.
Sudden uproar as a predatory

tome hovers over nests
full of neologisms, fresh paragraphs,
bright haiku.

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