Late August, late afternoon, the slant of sun and shadow. The black-green leaves, the yellow- green light through them...
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mid-August afternoon, the sound of acorns falling

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It was called the Great Comet of 1996. I remember we watched it from the backyard. Even with the city lights, we could see its magnificent tail.

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Nests and wind, my father used to say.
Nests and wind, I say, sweeping up after the storms.
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Midsummer stillness
under green leaves--
a breeze
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An afternoon in April, the crescent moon like a wisp of cloud in the cloudless blue sky---
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I really need a ladder, I said to my friend the other day. And today, I saw an old ladder in the alley. Take it, my neighbor said.
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You're beautiful in the dark, the boys all said. She grew up to study auroras and eclipses. The Northern Tribes welcomed her, a lost sister returned.
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I'll never get another cat, she said. Then, she met the ginger kitten in the alley.
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I'll never get another cat, she said. Then, she met the ginger kitten in the alley.
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old friends, violets and dandelions

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old friends, violets and dandelions
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old friends, violets and dandelions
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The sparrows, too, live with uncertainty
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And the dead walk beside us, as we shuffle through dry leaves, sisters and ancestors, all the cats you ever loved. The sky so blue you can almost see through it.
A spotted dog on the hill.
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Days of overcast grey, I'm wearing colors today! Magenta and mustard and spring grass green...
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