Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Song






Spring
peepers


now summer-singers,


though
autumnal chills fill


some nights
now,


this morning’s
night


(no early
light)


adds gentle
rain


to humming
song.

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Thursday, August 2, 2012

Midsummer Hunt


rustling


invisible


break away


cottontail





rustling


invisible


sprint away


calico





zigzags


hairpin turns


rustling


rustling





calico


trots home


empty

jawed
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