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Emptied
The tree was full this spring,
Heavy, reaching for the clouds.
Now, it rattles in breeze.
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Grow
Puddles in the yard.
This one turned into a pond.
Trees reflect in it.
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Wisp
The cold porch at night—
Pelting rain and cigar smoke.
Fall meditations.
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One
The empty kitchen—
I smoke beside the one lamp.
The cat meows somewhere.
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Close
The cat and window.
She looks by jerking her head.
Birds chirp, unknowing.
