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Jan 2022
The tall western fires
fill my valley with gypsy smoke
painting the hills gray
and the distant mountains blue

The morning comes
licking the meadows with dew
and the smoke pauses
for a mocking glance backward
    then, shrugging,
                   quietly caravans away
Seven Nielsen
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