By Zahara HeckscherThis is a love song
to the invisible waves
that travel through the air
finding the antenna
By Purvi ShahYou had a name no one
could hold between their
teeth. So they pronounced
By Jane HirshfieldAs things grow rarer, they enter the ranges of counting.
Remain this many Siberian tigers,
that many African elephants. Three hundred red egrets.
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