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Feeding Time

Observing squirrels through a pane of glass,I see them growing fatter every day.Voraciously they forage, adding massand making tree limbs bounce from what they weigh.They’re full of flora calories and sass.They vandalize the plants and throw awaythe bulk of what … Continue reading

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Enforced Rest

I’m nearly well but here to tell fatigue,less caused by age or illness than by work.I solo-cared for two, and I’m beleag-uered by exhaustion now I plan to lurkalone in silence and refrain from taskor errand, staying home and keeping … Continue reading

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Persimmon

Persimmon leaves turndownward and to shades of blaze,fall-ready to fall.

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Bath Denied

Two days ago, I ran a bath for meto linger in and soak my stress apart.I entered it half-full – the wateryamassment hadn’t reached desired depth,when pressure ebbed and flow decreased to bea dribble to a drop, and then all … Continue reading

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Filled to Full

With gratitude, I walked into my placetwo days ago, for I had been withouta week. My view was filled with every faceI love. My ears were filled with laugh and shout.My arms were filled with family embrace.I suffered no regret … Continue reading

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Rest After the Overnight

I woke at 4 this morning, after 6unbroken hours fast asleep in bed,to see the dark of rain on wood and bricks.I hadn’t heard its patter overhead.My slumber was too solid – I was deadto interruption, deep in dreaming rest.I … Continue reading

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Word Origin

I love to be at home, but here’s the rub –no matter how determined I’m to rest,relaxing on my couch or in the tub,attempting to feel easy, lazy, blessed,I notice what needs dusting, or I scruba surface I ignored when … Continue reading

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A Brief Note

Haven’t written today. If I had it would beperhaps on the way my home’s precious to me.Though it may be cliche to pursue privacy,if asked I would say here I’m perfectly free.

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Requiem for a Polecat

For 14 years I’ve lived in this back yard.Accustomed to its fauna and inuredto critter evidence, still this is hard.It’s sadder than a headless hummingbird,and more upsetting than a ‘possum, deadupon the deck and in the rain.At 9 a.m. I … Continue reading

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Harbinger

September 6 isSummer still. Against my facea breeze recalls Fall.

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