Written for: The Sunday Muse #40

“In the Middle of Freedom” by Isabel Mansfield
She,
a girl
sensitive
to all creatures
fills cage with paper
cranes. In the forest, she
releases them; they fly free.
Although but a gesture, she hears
bluebirds, finches, and red robins sing.
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I am a freelance poet, born and bred in Brooklyn, New York. I live with my husband, John, and two charming rescue dogs–Marion Miller and Murphy. We spent eight lovely years in Portland, OR, but are now back in New York.
My goal is to create and share poetry with others
who write, or simply enjoy reading poetry. I hope to touch a nerve
in you, and feel your sparks as well.
Poignant, free… your words brightened my spirits tonight. – tsk
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Thank you so much, Tony. Spirits need brightening.
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I love the thought of releasing paper birds making the real ones sing.
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Thanks, Vicki. I love when birds sing.
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Beautiful thoughts in this Sara. I can hear the real birds singing with this as well. Lovely!!
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Thanks, Carrie!
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This is wonderful, Sarah.
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Thanks so much, Mike!
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Magical ~~~~
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Thanks, Helen!
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I like how in releasing the paper bird, she is free herself to hear tons of other birds. Thanks for sharing.
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Thanks, TRG
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This one made me sit up . . . loved the design and execution . . 🙂
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Thanks, Eddie!
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