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How To Blow
How To Blow
Bodhisattwa Parekh


A smooth, wooden thing fits my palm.
I raise it slowly.


A single note; no bird could sing.
The wind stops breathing.


A forgotten door creaks open.
Wide.
Where does it lead?
I only know how to blow again.

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