upon waking: the in of it, the out of it
bright streak of blood after
the rain of newness, the newness of rain
tell me how to speak in this silence
I am learning a language of gesture
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hello cardinal on the greeting card
chickadee on the fence
this year I will be grateful
for more than just my good luck
this year I will be grateful
not for the roof but its holes