scratching of a dry leaf blown
across the asphalt
Dawn: climbing the stairs
out of the subway station—giant harvest moon!
Warm evening churchbells—
in the back of a pickupa man is napping
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Morning commuters—
squatting on a power line,raven cleans his feet
A puff of milkweed
climbing the noon sky—smallas an airplane, then gone
Parrots shriek at dusk
from their hotel courtyard cage—my wine’s rather sour
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Beware the black foot
of an ant on a mountainmany miles away
Religious statue—
crouched on one knee, searching highheaven for a god
Trying to escape
the harsh light, in the cool grovewe seek the sunshine
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