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Sijo
by Ivy Alvarez

 

Pine tree gathers the wind in its branches, traps its eerie music.
The wind releases its whispers, shakes it over the bamboo patch.
Red-breasted robin's eye-beads blink, its throat unleashes song.

 

© Ivy Alvarez

 

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