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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

John Zedolik

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Springing Eternal

Children pursue the pigeons
in perpetual ignorance, who flutter

out of the young ones' clasping
arcs to the next landing just feet

away to where the innocents will run
to squeal, laugh, and hope


and hug at air that only just held the wings,
unaware of the futility of their little lunge

for the urban birds of iridescent throats
who will remain free to peck at possible

crumbs then seize and await ever the chase
of those who never will catch.