the beetles ordination
conferred the patientest spelling of this season:
the chorister waves her bone.
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combing leaves from her ringlets
three birds plumb the sky
a squirrel and his nut climb the stile
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remoter amphritites whim
her blanched mien seamless, bleak
against a smoky sky
we clamor to split before her
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hammers blank leaden blows
pebbles and acorns fly
we joggle seasons together.
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broken spectacles
branches barred against the sky
rock, sky, branch slumbereth
Lara Candland
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