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Fish
An unremarkable day in May,
though in retrospect,
the blackbird was peremptory.
And of course, there was
the fox at my door,
the night before.
I came inside with a handful of thyme,
greedily enjoying a prompted memory.
When out of the corner of my eye,
I did...
Tuesday 29th June 2021 9:06 am
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