Pink glow of sunrise
on a tan stone warehouse wall—
bloom of the new year
Meditative day—
gazing back from the mirror,
two unmuddied eyes
Blinking like a cat
in the dazzling morning sun—
dusty train windows
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Screech of a spigot—
the bright water-smooth singing
of the hummingbirds
Still winter evening—
a sudden burst of birdsong,
then silence again
Pink sun and chalk moon
hypnotizing each other
across a cold sky
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