THE WOOD DOVE

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There is an emptiness I know well

that asks for and gives no mercy.

There is a joy that sings

for no reason through what is hollow.

Having made nothing of myself

I sit on my bed in green dusk

listening to wood doves along the fence line

of my neighbor’s field.

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