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[these moves were not acquired overnight.
stop: extended palm. love: suggestion of a hug]
". . . waiting my time to be one of the supremes."
--Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass
these moves were not acquired overnight. stop: extended palm. love: suggestion
of a hug
how many times did I learn to walk? each new song an occasion of steps
and turns
everyone saw that I was no ordinary canary. talent scouts taloned me:
chickenhawks
but mama said, "you can't hurry love, no" what right did I have to assert
these hips?
cheeks of putti blow me kisses from the cornice of a brownstone: partly
the face is carved
and partly the wings insist. I am not of this world. I know others like
me. oh birdsong
--Douglas Powell
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