this spring door open
poets alight on the screen
dust from afar
bread rising slow on the board
breezesspillinfromequatorsandpoles
horizons beg
flowers preen
mingus pulls
monk is
davis does
coltrane could
sky is gray
sky is bright
sun is there
sun is not
Pain / Delight / Question / Answers
Ghost peppers and sugar
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