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Nov 2012
Red Flag
the world is thinly crystalline
a fair veneer of snow
blurs forest arcs to silver
in the distance up a hill
a small girl stands
crimson banner
waving in her hands

no footprints
come or go
Isoindoline
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Isoindoline
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   Hilda, --- and ---
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