Long Distance

Daniel who's just three comes to the telephone to thank me for a gift. "What are you doing now?" Then turning to his mother asks "What's poetry?" "He asks what poetry is," she says taking the phone. Tell him when words shine, tell him when words sing, tell him when words dance, tell him when he gets somewhere before his feet reach, he's flown there with a poem.

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