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May 3, 2011

giving thanks for comforting grass and warmsoft ground to lie on

vast skies to lie under


while private noises of birds in thickets

and floating high patterns of aerodynamic whimsy form a kind of perimeter


still in every direction

calm in every bone


a gauze whites the field around,

the insect kingdom busies itself regardless


everything is one million point one miles from here

except the boat


in a bubble with a moat

on an island in a stream

a refuge for two mammals

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