you can't breathe a word of love
; the snap of a twig,
___and all that wild beauty, fled
but sprinkle the merest crumbs, and
your yard is home to wonder
she feels your eyes
she knows your heart
but never speak it:
___your words a cage
cage your words
About Me
- Andy Byers
- Andy Byers was born. He was not a finalist for the 1994 Governor General's Award. Andy has not had several columns and articles published in The New Yorker and The London Times, nor is he the author of such novels as Stephen: A Journey's Windbag or The Hyphenated Erection. Andy is not an associate professor at the University of Toronto, where he does not teach Chauserian Middle English nor Renaissance Swedish Poetry. Andy does not reside in Kanata, Ontario, where he does not make his home with wife Temerity, son Christopher-Napoleon, nor a St. Bernard-Chihuahua mix named Boomer. At the time of writing, Andy Byers is, and hopes to continue.
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