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Dimly in the mist

around the rainbow parts of

a second rainbow.

 

Across summer fields,

nodding heads of queen anne’s lace

mark a vagrant wind.

 

Conservatory.

Fine piece of plant I covet

fallen to the floor.

 

Each summer evening,

here and there across the bay,

twinkling lights appear

 

 

September 5, 1995