November: A Concordance

Rain again; and regrets. Or shadows.

Waking to rain you thought
you heard someone playing the piano.

Once, you read that strings
tuned to the same note
are called unisons—

Unison: as in to strike with one
accord. As birds in the rushes rise,

an arrow assembling from many parts.

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