#38
dandelion—
every bee flecked
with light
#39
bone density—
the broken stems
of sunflowers
charred trees
the horizon wider
today
#40
woodland trail
we inhale the breath
of old trees
heavy traffic
a queue of ladybugs
on a twig
#42
ancient stones
the orange moons
of lichen
#43
harvesting night
an arc of moondust
from the auger
#44
windblown seeds
refugees try to cross
the border
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