reflecting me
an old man
where the shore birds stand
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pigeons peck
the throw-out gifts
of confetti and rice
3338
a merry ant-trail
over the sundial—
spring afternoon
3337
drinking hole
a gazelle stoops to
the stare of lions
3336
apples
suns pulling on
the earth’s sweet water
3335
apples
utterly composed
by moisture
3334
dawn moves
bellbirds to sing
in the backyard shadows
3333
sounds of summer
a bull roars out to
the stings of flies
3332
gnarled old tree
its last season
to fill our apple pies
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autumn starts
the rustle of leaves
into slime in the pond
