for Daniel
the country singer has gone to the city
packed all his chords and a harp
how the voice of love sings
in New York
his part in the harmony
stepping between tramways
along avenues
he finds a new stanza
picked like a flower, put
to the lips of new promise
and meeting her with
soft-eyed recitals
in cafes and bars
the tenderness
singing
awakening each heart
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