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Winter Moonlight

8 Jan 14 4:00 a.m. Moon shadows stretch across the side yard from the waning gibbous moon, a bright ninety percent illumination. The missing ten percent a glow reflected by snow dust. Tree branches, moon sketched dark, cast mirror images … Continue reading

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The Pin Oak Leaf

22 Dec 14 A single tan pin oak leaf hangs on the tree. It twists and turns in the sun, shivers in the chilly breeze, the rain, and has weathered two heavy snow storms. I wonder, if like me, it … Continue reading

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Dawn

5 December 14 I searched the Internet and Naturalist field guides to find names for the colors dawn paints the morning, the shades of deep orange and pink that shade the sky behind the bare tree branches, hues that turn … Continue reading

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The Crown Treasure (A Prose Poem)

The Crown TreasureWhen I think about myself holdng it at 80, I feel my treasure has always been the sky. I,  like others, called it the blue hour, noted its luminous shadows that ran ahead on brilliant days and flickered … Continue reading

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