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Bishop (of air)

By Allison Seay Poetry

What is at first staring at birds on a wire sooner or later if you think about it becomes staring into air. This was the kind of staring I was doing the day of the blessing, face to face with the bishop, which was also the day I understood longitude and latitude by way of…

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