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a day like
this won’t last
ekphrastic
for E. Phillips Fox’ 1900 ‘Autumn Showers
this is all the
world there is
cloud for
bright
a rippling
breeze
one tree above the
others
a great absence
of cows
horizon incised
fences fallen to
mud
sun lost in thicket
of
sky worn thin
day cropped to
it
storm to gather
all in
no one’s yet
arrived
you could
tumble down a hill like this
land almost in
the drink
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