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Written: September 10, 2026, for a contest by Brian Strand OPEN FORM created by Brian Strand in lowercase without grammatical symbols, uses spaces&breaks relying upon 'the one breath limitation' & as a 'happening' requires the 'reader' (reciter) to input &respond in a two way interplay & interpretatIon unique to the moment& changing according to mood & thus is inherently variable. ************** a bird I cannot name hunches on a weathered fence watching last light withdraw across field where earth has healed evening tarnished amber glow except when trapped in wheat where one crimson bloom stays dyed— small enough to miss stubborn enough to stay perhaps we are not meant to become whole again— only luminous where we broke each fracture a narrow window— through which something unutterable makes its entrance I gather no answers only scattered weather of who I was a feather of silence a little ash of longing an afterglow of voices I can no longer hold yet beyond obvious a sympathetic spirit sways in a mood of morning— not hope exactly but ancient instinct of a seed that has outlived its flower and yet keeps reaching through darkness I woke with dust of old selves still silvering my lungs— cobwebs where my heart had once hung its small lantern I opened my eyes nothing miraculous only pale machinery of morning turning & inside me a record scratching against that same sentence—
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