March 15

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poetry

Today a hummingbird
hemming the courtyard

corners, hail from slate
skies, sun falling in

heavy bars, the crack
shot drop of a dead branch

in the distance, all this
wind, if not harbingers,

still precisely sounded tones,
probably worth noting

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