7 October 2024 (millions...)
Kristen Lindquist
millions of migrating birds
overhead in the dark
one acorn falling
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millions of migrating birds
overhead in the dark
one acorn falling
the tallest spruces
lit by sunrise
a raven’s chime
after the whale
all the waves
that look like whales
this longing for home
sparrows forage in a patch
of wild mustard
new moon
the orb weaver repairs
a hole in her web
sun through fog . . .
the grape arbor rustling
with orioles
high tide . . .
a star’s ancient light
arriving
the gravity of the autumn sky fogbow
autumn stars . . .
the flight calls of blackpolls
migrating to Brazil
the shore path
takes all morning . . .
yellow snail
dawn apples
the rosy glow
of cricketsong