[sunday evening]

[sunday evening]

the waves
lap gently against the rocks
wear away years

bumble bee
threads the high grass
weaves the wind

stopped
in mid song — a sparrow's
breath

fried
in the july heat —
patio herbs

their shadows
touch, merge and separate
dog - walker


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