a gleaming river parts the near, vivid hills from the smoky frauds
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sinewy tree
reaches into the park;
i feel its effort

the moon ‘s an echo
of the porchlight that burns
across the yard

two parrots peck
as a chipmunk watches -
the outsider

boats in still water,
subdued prows reflect
a world below


shaggy parasol
sits by the sidewalk,
knowing only up