Tag: day
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The Fruits of My Labors
I hate mowing the lawn,hate the way it sends chinch bugsflying to the stars after the rain.In my dreams, however, I have lots of land,and delight in sculpting neat parallel rowswith my tractor- over and over, on and on,aerating the start of warrens and burrows for rabbits and woodchucks to finish their tunnels, for deer…
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Another Day
I am at that age where I am relieved that it’s day again every time I awake. Instead of crushing time between my hands, I am content to let it take shape, watch the day’s soft eyes blink the hours away, help take it by the hand when the night says it’s time to go.
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In Passing (Haiku Chain)
Slowly time crushesthe coal black of all nighttimeto diamond morningsand the bud quivers only in the mystery of its blossoming in the wide meadow-lost in precious existence with the nastic night. ————nastic: the non-directional movement of a plant part in response to an external stimulus is known as nastic movement . The folding up of…