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vince tripi
Carol O'Dell
Billie Wilson
Stephen Amor
Hank Dunlap
L. M. Hussenbux
Anna Tambour
Peggy Lyles
Carolyn Hall
John W. Wisdom
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i take the strongest
of my walking sticks
first cherry blossoms
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vince tripi
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first kiss–
the lilacs still heavy
with last night's rain
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Billie Wilson
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sunlight
in the tidepool
–each grain of sand
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Hank Dunlap
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incoming tide
a crab shell floats under
the cormorant shadow
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Anna Tambour
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garden path
the apprentice
puzzles over stones
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Carolyn Hall
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under the fallen log
a long slender stem
–lavender cyclamen
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Carol O'Dell
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nodding off . . .
a butterfly reflection
glides downstream
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Stephen Amor
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red dawn
the discord
of warbling finches
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L. M. Hussenbux
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downpour
a whelk's foot stretches
toward the waves
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Peggy Lyles
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red wagon
the sound of soda bottles
along a pebbled path
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John W. Wisdom
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