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Updated: Oct 29, 2020

Wind is up...

feels like fall

Lace the boots

stare at dirty dishes,

unswept floor

Clean the saw

cut some trees

"make wood"

1800 pages stacked

waiting to be trimmed

literary topiary

Wild brush, thickets

wood thrush, crickets

orchestrate in meadows

Along Moody Mountain Road

only company all day,


and a solitary spotted toad.

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