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And the world came together in isolation -
re-hearing the earth's music-
From space the sky discovered civilization
And suddenly, our hands and breaths became the enemy
The Black Swan has glided in for a landing
electric fingers scream past tumbleweed clouds
We are at the mercy of a one-eyed caged bird
The beast is born but we can't know its impenetrable meaning
The air remains open, from song to terror
In what we later called the year of the Never Was
an alien multiplier in search of a host to do its bidding
There's something missing on our streets
Our cauldron of time is nearly empty.
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The above is an extract from an amazing creative initiative by Muse-Pie Press. 220 poets, who have been featured by them in their journals over the years, from 16 countries, contributed one-line poems, which the publisher, R. G. Rader, put together to craft 'a community poem'. There's an audio of the poem too. You can read as you listen to the whole poem here.
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