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THE ORCHESTRA THAT WOULD BE A TRAIN |
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| ASTERS AND GOLDENROD
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This soft kitchen light,
at three o'clock in the morning,
opens a tapestry of soil in me.
Filled with slugs, centipedes, purple shimmering green-backed beetles, earthworms that love the wetness of their single muscle spring,
white spiders, mushrooms.
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from The Wind is a Tall Man Striding
watershedBooks
2000
Copyright © Jim Slominski
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