high moon
on returning tides
the seeds of islands
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2608
high moon
another strawberry
Laurel’s tongue
2607
high moon
in the ten thousand scents
exhaled by the earth
2606
high moon
the railway tracks
leading to rust
2605
high moon
the well water
too deep to raise
2604
high moon
geese forsaking
their father lands
2603
high moon
turning the corner
an infirmed friend
2602
high moon
such a weight the dew hangs
from the spider webs
2601
high moon
where the garden rusts
the wheels of my bike
2600
high moon
the city drains
un-corking their odours