the marshes
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sugar in a bowl
Sugar in a bowl on your coffee table / Animals that sleep
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thursday sparrow i
an American Tree Sparrow forages through the snow early Thursday morning
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entrancing/understanding
if I go now, the snow will still be there. and if I stop here, I can stay longer.
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on omens
on collecting omens, saying sooths, and rules of thumb for divination
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before breath
the forest behind her is falling into purple shadow
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minor adjustments
gotta get at that spot, that’s the stuff
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can’t make up my, mind up
Sweet Pepperbush goes to seed, in a tiny wetland at the edge of the woodpecker’s farm
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chirrup
he is extremely handsome and amenable to photographs
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the correct blossom
ah, just right
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lucidity
White Water Lilies hold the last gasps of a droughty summer’s water in their exposed roots
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holler
gtfo my peanut
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late spring offerings
thank you, friend