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Day 26 —

The forage for
black bundles of pea-sized clusters
like ornaments, their weight
causing each tip to bow.
With sun at my back
and before the birds
a bowl filled.

On the beach
the jaws of—a fish?
Teeth like a comb.

Peach, goldenrod, orange sherbet.
A dog howls ah-ah-aOoo 
There are chirps and croaks
and the flap of birds wings
from tree to tree.
Insects float in silhouette,
two spiders suspended from a railing,
spinning their evening webs. 

Day 23 —

It is okay, we are okay.

Rowing through silver and gold