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winter crow

it glides silent black phantom in the pale air an open fist of black pen strokes beyond a frieze of black branches its call drifts nowhere

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bats in

some chirping in the wall tells me they are back to winter over we assume they use magic to get in and will use magic to get out. meantime, we have very few mosquitoes in the warm weather just enough … Continue reading

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reversed

In fall the world is upsidedown: instead of branches roots reach for the sky and leaves reach down for branches clutched in earth Soon snow will bury all and ghosts of summer will play under all on bed of leaves … Continue reading

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