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It's a high day
with shape-naming clouds:
train crocodile dog-chasing-squirrel.
And beneath feet, moss on rocks.
And beneath rocks, river
moving fast
as though pouring from a bottle.
And child
with parents. It's a high day of
green shadow
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from The Wind is a Tall Man Striding
watershedBooks
2000
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