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Thursday, December 28, 2017
winter feathered sketch (2017)
today a sketch, a balk to the park;
get oxygen moving, give muscle some spark,
towering trees ice tipped and holy,
fog overflowing horizon a bowl we
sup slowly, no hurry bestirring
that work past word's lark, demurring
to leave a limb so warm clung
to sing rare hollers, never'fore sung
flying most prescient, tail feather serves
over the tennis court, winter unnerved
squirrel eats fir skin, there high by the sun
warming a paunch and nuts by the ton
planting ice needle drip heat feeds the mosses,
stellar jays hunting, what frost heave tosses
Mt Tabor
12-28-17
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