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sagging totem pole the tiny adze marks in perfect rows
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small talk the pile of apple peels growing
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evening stillness a bonfire log slips into its own ash
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dawn light on a red-tailed hawk indian summer
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old snag?? a woodpecker starts the day
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time change most of the fallen leaves hidden by others
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family reunion the beach stones underfoot more painful now
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around the table three generations and the dog
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autumn sunrise the bristled coat of a hereford steer
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indian summer the road crew plays catch with a hardhat
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autumn light the deer's shadow touches my toes
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twilight the rough ends of two-by-fours
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peach juice from chin to sink summer's end
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his stubble in my sink morning rain
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birch seeds tumble from the laundry bin?? end of the day
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leaf smoke the tart crunch of an apple
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a lovers? moon?? she tosses her bra out of the hayloft
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rolling thunder the gentle vibration of unused crystal
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end of summer a flat tire on the wheelbarrow
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in the notes of the sax autumn rain
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fields plowed?? sunflower seeds packed in cellophane
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prairie?? nothing higher
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wild flax?? a minute of blue sky on a cloudy day
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late summer?? eelgrass turns with the tide
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fly-fishing a mosquito's buzz in my ear
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deep current . . . his long pause before the lie
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distant thunder . . . stargazer lilies caught in the brush fire
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blue sky in the far distance . . . still penniless
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pond at twilight a least bittern scuttles through the sedges
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sound of water . . . a fish rests on my foot
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evening sun the shadow of a fence on my face
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waiting for the rains both sides of the pillow hot
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shimmering heat a rattlesnake flashes its new skin
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midday heat?? the glassblower's bubble impossibly thin
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sun shower?? children hopscotch in pavement steam
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wilderness canyon my shout and its echo quickly lost in time
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rising sun the flies and i remain still
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circling the overland stage marker migrating hummers
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blazing sun i tell her what i really think
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the crammed beak of a blackbird?? summer rain
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climbing in shadow?? the canyon rim brightly lit
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first stars a bat's wing brushes my face
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hot morning the glitter of traffic on the harbour bridge
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crowded wharf caf? old fishermen comparing night crawlers
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land's end a seal returns the dog's bark
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banana leaf our small talk in the rain
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summer cottage the nails mother straightened
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beach closed?? a slow walk on the pier with seagulls
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ferry dock sunlight bounces from wave to wave
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stifling heat?? vultures teeter beneath monsoon clouds
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afternoon breeze no one understands what the parrot sings
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spring dawn?? the beggar dumps a spider from her cup
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sacr?-c?ur a ladder almost up to a stained glass window
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school dismissed the cemetery shortcut comes alive
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summer solstice a little sunfish puts up a fight
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a butterfly so long at my window summer dusk
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lilacs in bloom . . . the lecturer drones on about end-of-life?
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memorial day?? a graveyard full of old glories
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gentle days the tethered dinghy drifts round
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solstice shadows the mockingbird's breast a study in blues
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summer solstice . . . the sound of a door closing at dusk
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marking the cat's grave our dog
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continental divide?? a bumblebee gathers pollen from both slopes
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spring rain?? stepping in the spaces between worms
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the rusted hooks in dad's tackle box?? spring tide
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first light?? trying to untangle birdsong
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children's zoo the one black-faced sheep gets all the pats
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ripples on a meadow pond?? oriole song
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appalachian spring?? a pair of catfish weaving upstream
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angler's guide?? all the fish we didn?t catch
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distant haze?? a cuttlebone lifted from the tide
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catching rain on my tongue?? scent of plum blossoms
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in like a lion . . . the buds of a pussywillow
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rush hour?? spring snow covers the roadside memorial
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first buds . . . droplets too fine for the wiper
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spring sunshine we look round a house we can?t afford
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spring equinox the precise pitch of a sparrow
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suddenly spring i read the ending first
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no one to forgive spring again
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drifting cherry petals . . . a window goes up in the passing limousine
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easter egg hunt: he brings back horseapples
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moonglow the hoot of an owl circles the house
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snowed in?? grandma's faded notes for tatting
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cold rainy night salt drifts to the bottom of the shot glass
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nor?easter . . . another puzzle piece clicks into place
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spring moon all night long the mockingbird's song
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all night snow i listen to mouse feet . . . crossing the attic
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the root cellar's bare bulb deep winter
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her long hair the slightest scent of the sea
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the outstretched fingers of a toddler first winter rain
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vernal equinox?? storks again in the old nest
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circle of lamplight?? i complete the baby quilt begun for me
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between windows the space the spider lived and died
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another soldier . . . the sound of wind through a hole in the fence
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i raise my head "from his chest heartbeats"
to crickets
first yoga session: rhythmic creaking
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husband spellbound?? his wife's version of their courtship
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bird house empty of seed even the jays look for bernard
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hospital vigil the imperceptible shift of clouds
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deserted beach missing a child's hand to hold
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