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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Arthur Russell


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Little Bird

I wanted more from myself than this little bird
made of locked thumbs and beckoning fingers,
but I see my mother spooning jam and nuts
on pastry dough, cutting it into triangles
while talking on the phone; my older sister
toying with the teardrop pendant on her chest
that I remember from the days when I
could stand on my mother's lap and do the same;
my brother's stubby finger backs with stubby hairs
tying nautical knots in the cockpit of his sailboat;
and the undulating pencil line my father drew
to signify the water level in a diagram.
No wonder my ambition flew
no further than an arm's length from my heart.