in the purple-stemmed
jungle of pokeweed
last year’s skeletons
goldenrod meadow
forty acres and a wren
the somewhere else
that is also here
ridge after ridge
too big to hide
the spider draws in her legs
and turns to gemstone
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Love this, Dave. Glad to have you back in PA.
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Thanks, Sarah. It’s good to be back (though also hard to be apart from my partner).