soundless rainshe recollects its clatteron her old tin roof
lakeside picnictoddlers and ducklingsall under watch
still watersa cyclist hard-pedalshis reflection
the late lightsails an ebb-tide seaJan Dobb
thoughts farawaya wave gently nudgesmy stroll by the sea
traces of yellowin the summer grasses a cockatoo’s feather
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