everywhere
buttery morning
light
licks
there are daintily cupped blooms
small white weeds
that no one can name
the sun has spread its table
green rippled gardens
garner
flecks of gold
an old groundhog
a basket of hedgerow twigs
baby footed clouds
blue dingle
between eggshell
vales
run along
all those that can leap a fence
or skitter under it
go
for the light is everywhere
new arriving
let the rooted behold
even if this domain
stops its clement rolling
even so
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