Tuesday, January 4, 2011

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I wander in the garden. My shoes sink into the wetland. Around me, plants. Sometimes dry, sometimes rotten. Stems weak, slender. Frail architectures. Oddities. Seeds and branches. Just waiting to fall. I grazes. Seed fly, others are projected.
Early promises of a still distant spring.

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