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poem-1260

Sunlight through leaves

The question is

Which are we, and when?

poem-1259

Summer love?

Crickets at midnight.

poem-1258

Morning train

Three horns at the intersection

Still, the oak’s leaves.

poem-1257

The heaviness of dawn

Shook loose by sunbeam creaks

Floating with songbirds.

poem-1256

Ah, the crickets

Ever my metronome

Reattunement.

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