[Art of Catrin Welz-Stein]
Choice of Words
The words have chosen not to lie still
Frozen in time and history,
Not to conform to some printers will,
But instead to frolic and gambol.
Teasing, cajoling, near a windowsill;
Like a cat to a bird on the other side,
When days of rain seem to fulfill,
Dreams of a hunt with no misery
Of the hunter's unsuspecting thrill.
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