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a welcome
back
in November
from the frogs and the moon
(fullest ever)
and other voices under know me
each to its corner
the little spiders of our time
their sadly prey
less, vanishing
bright dawn too –
the parrot chatter inventing day
this moment of never before
and trumpets to welcome us home
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