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18 July 2010


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My dear, this is lovely. And whether stilled or stalled, you dazzle me. Always.


Nice to hear from you again.


Turn to the west
to hear your voice.

A half moon tells of time’s passages
Wind is wind, clouds are clouds.
I’m left to wonder.

When will the western sky
be a simple horizon again.

parking at sky harbor airport

you can sit at a window and watch these other lives unfold. Fledglings quarrel at the fountain. A hawk takes a songbird right before your eyes.

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