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Rebecca Lindenberg
The whistler's

the white space
between is

and not
or after a question,

a pause. Nothing
isn't song:
a leaf hatching
from its green shell,

frost whorling
across a windshield,

an open door

From Love, An Index by Rebecca Lindenberg. Copyright © 2012 by Rebecca Lindenberg. Reprinted with permission of McSweeney’s. All rights reserved.

Rebecca Lindenberg