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The birds are there.
Their predawn songs
float through
the open window,
and I almost hate
in that moment
that beautiful sound
that enters the dream
I am not having
to perch on the branch
of awareness.
I want to ignore
their song.
Want to not know it.
Want to sleep through it.
But I think of my friend
in the Middle East
who wrote me last week.
I doubt there are
any birds left in Gaza,
she said.
Then there is no more sleeping.
Then I lie there and think
how lucky it is
to hear the birds,
though I can no longer tell
if their song is lament
or praise.

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