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Laughers
from a rice paper lily, she recites favorite poems
while pumpkinseed fan out nests in the shallows
a jay on a birch branch teases the tabby
who twitches his tail amidst velvety reeds
on the shadowy bank a gent awkwardly lays
while laughers picnic just a stones skim away
in a robin's egg dream, the sun gently opens the sky
and gives away freely gilded strips of its life
soon the light will bow to the will of the moon
when the night magician unlocks the angst of the loon
Copyright ©
Anthony Biaanco
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