Millions
Katie Marshall FlahertyMILLIONS This is how I see them Like air-borne eyelashes Milkweed fluff to the air-, These are fair impulses-- Flickers of forgiveness, Fragments of praise, Flint sparks, Lost in the brush wind of business ... Bits of sorry stuff ... I wish I could collect these instants And pin them up bright In magnificat light.
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