dark moon—
I add ghost fungus
to the almanac
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long lockdown . . .
the return of forgotten
forget-me-nots
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shearwater
one wing skimming
the sunset
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5am milking . . .
a white cat follows
the
fog
in
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stars fading the silver trail of a slug
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a
long lockdown
Nana’s china bluebirds
climbing the wall
a
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Echidna Tracks 