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Jane Reichhold
Francine Porad
John Stevenson
Garry Gay
Ferris Gilli
Elizabeth St Jacques
Carol O'Dell
Christopher Herold
H. F. Noyes
Kay F. Anderson |
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mist
over the mountain pass
a bridge |
| Jane Reichhold
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falling leaves—
several trees
in the woodpile |
| John Stevenson
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wooden bridge
a nuthatch creeps
toward its reflection |
| Ferris Gilli
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blues on the bay
how heavy it's become
this December sky |
| Carol O'Dell
|
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frost-sealed woods—
in the thick of black cloud
the moon finds a rift |
| H. F. Noyes
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migrating birds
grains of sand tumble
from her notebook |
| Francine Porad
|
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At the top
of the totem pole
real crow |
| Garry Gay
|
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clearing
the barbed wire fence
a wounded doe |
| Elizabeth St Jacques
|
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sudden sun
hailstones begin to pool
in the birdbath |
| Christopher Herold
|
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winter moonlight
seeping through . . .
owl calls |
| Kay F. Anderson
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