It’s Just Not News
It’s not news that night air finds solace
in black, or that time is a station of life,
or that water decants a sea green or that
man is a reflection of light. And it’s not
news that left can never be right or that
love’s dead virtues are a lamentable world,
or that a man and a woman’s body slip
together like notched Lincoln Logs.
It’s not news, I reckon, because
nothing is without its own music.
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