October 2016

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the singing

is hers as the wind

moves the stars

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on the move

a spring wind ruffling

dead sea scrolls

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beginning

the Word with and was

God in the

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the details

of cloven hooves the

devil is in

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from without

mute constellations

wheeling within

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spring begins –

how can the earth contain

its surprise?

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spring rains

death never looked

so good

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hard times . . .

down to their last

trumppence

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light bent into shape

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I too

practice being

useless

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signs of change

the stain of food

as it enters

and as it leaves

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in shadows

shed by first light

my waking