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(2081) Losing My Sight - Mueller

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  • Sam
    Losing My Sight I never knew that by August the birds are practically silent, only a twitter here and there. Now I notice. Last spring their noisiness taught
    Message 1 of 1 , Jun 10, 2013
      Losing My Sight

      I never knew that by August
      the birds are practically silent,
      only a twitter here and there.
      Now I notice. Last spring
      their noisiness taught me the difference
      between screamers and whistlers and cooers
      and O, the coloraturas.
      I have already mastered
      the subtlest pitches in our cat's
      elegant Chinese. As the river
      turns muddier before my eyes,
      its sighs and little smacks
      grow louder. Like a spy,
      I pick up things indiscriminately:
      the long approach of a truck,
      car doors slammed in the dark,
      the night life of animals—shrieks and hisses,
      sex and plunder in the garage.
      Tonight the crickets spread static
      across the air, a continuous rope
      of sound extended to me,
      the perfect listener.

      - Lisel Mueller
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