May afternoon — the faded plastic of last year's flowers		why such a disguise black-masked sparrow? the bird seed is free
	zen feathers spiritual toastcrumbs float in my coffee
fluttering on the strand of web a white moth wing		recess over children stand in line amid swirls of leaves
	an old woman draws her shawl closer scent of tea roses
the sky clears willow leaves sparkle in the moonlight		onshore breeze a redwing blackbird clings to the marsh grass

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