deep leaf litter
the half-moons
of bright fungi
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a
petal fall
at last the baby
sleeps
a
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a
chill wind…
empty swings
twitch in the breeze
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deserted street
the wonga pigeon calls
again and again . . .
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distant canoeists—
hoofprints pattern
the sandy beach
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sandcastle —
an old man and a child
discuss design
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