dumpling steam rises
old exhaust fan roars and pulls
clean, white cardboard waits
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Friday, August 31, 2012
Sunday, August 26, 2012
spectacles
Summer Triangle
tacked to the blue-black heavens
which star's pointed up?
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tacked to the blue-black heavens
which star's pointed up?
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Friday, August 24, 2012
raven
hummocky green moss
dark wall of scaly fir trunks
lichen on dead twig
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Friday, August 17, 2012
bark
wet london plane tree
splotches on top of splotches
sun's just coming out
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splotches on top of splotches
sun's just coming out
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Friday, August 10, 2012
peat
mourning doves' gray calls
resound over centuries -
hollow pre-dawn mist
Friday, August 3, 2012
blink
What is it that's so charming about firefly light? It's the character of the flash, a piano-like softness of the approaching glow, followed by full brightness, a gradual diminution, all in a very short space of time.
fireflies’ soft blink
from dogwood, hemlock, rosebush
patience; there’s one now !
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