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Anne M
Poems
May 2020
05/26/20
Sitting in the solitude of your chance-made garden,
you watch the wind
dancing the leaves
of the tallest trees.
In this moment,
the last thing you want
is for the streams to descend the lengthy limbs,
sliding ever closer
to your carefully set self.
But you and he
and them and the air
can never stay still
for long.
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Anne M
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