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As the Eastern Seaboard Appears in the Airplane Window

As much as I disdain my nation’s acts,as often as I wince and shake my head,the truth is I was born here, and the factsof my existence and my years have ledme to a love that blossoms with attacksof chauvinistic … Continue reading →

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Not Bitter

My phone said bitter orange, but I knowthe origin of this persimmon tree.A neighbor dug it in ten years ago,and though its fruit has never tempted me,I like its glossy leaves and pulpy glow,and how in autumn its geometryappears a … Continue reading →

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Breakfast

I watched a hummingbird above my gate,that sipped pineapple salvia in bloom.I marveled at how steadily she ate,and pondered while returning to my roomhow little time she had to vegetate,how short her life, how forced she is to zoom.Appreciating idleness … Continue reading →

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Afternoon

I’m teeming with well-merited fatigue.I left my San Francisco bed at five,and readied (doing puzzles) for the leagueof love called Cottage Club. We always thrivewith Switch and iPad screens, and on intriguesupplied by Dahl or Lewis. I reviveenough to journey … Continue reading →

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Ignition

I had the unit cleaned two days ago.It’s almost like I knew the air would chill.Today the inside temperature – belowthe 67 mark – did not untillate afternoon reach 70, althoughI put the fireplace through morning drill.This early cold is … Continue reading →

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Garden Cosmos

September brings the Garden Cosmos up.Unplanned or sown the lanky volunteeremerges, shoots to height, and sprouts a cupof purple that surrounds a central spherein split-pea hue bedecked with yellows. Nearthe blooms the hummingbirds and bees are seenin flit and flutter … Continue reading →

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Begging Blooms

I never loved the roses in my yard.Somebody planted them and made them growoutside the kitchen windows, like a guardthat stood when I came 20 years ago.They brandish clever thorns and scanty scent.They droop in vase and petals don’t unfurl.A … Continue reading →

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Morning Soothe

At half past 7, as the heat wave broke,I walked outside to compost coffee grounds.What struck me to a standstill and awokeattention was the sky. There were no boundsexcept the rims of trees. Nobody spoketo me and morning birds refrained … Continue reading →

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A Heat Wave

Composing this September 9th, I’ll tryto mention other subjects than the heat.Compared to elsewhere we’re so lucky, Icannot complain when mild skips a beat,and for three days we clock a season high.But we don’t air condition – not repleteis insulation’s … Continue reading →

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Beau Geste

On Labor Day the special project setby self for self without external nudge,was straightening the rug until it metthe edges of the oaken floor. To budgeits plush expanse required me to getthe loveseat off and trunk aside. I judgeit level, … Continue reading →

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