July 29

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Every song is more songlike–

the cloud’s coloratura above
the lake, birds

carrying fish
gripped in feet like

good luck charms,
for some at least, life

it gives and takes,
a talon or a hand

is just one sort
of cage,

these gnats form another,
atomic cloud

-like above lily pads,
the water dark and slack

but for slow bubbles,
small spheres, trapped

air returning to air,
entropy, natural order,

beauty, everything
in concert, live, and direct–


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