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Lost is the Daylight Moon
1–2 minutesThere are times when I see the moon during the day, a grey-white cloud like the dying blossom of a wild onion, thin paper, peeled off, fragile and flickering and left behind in the dark autumn wind, and I stare, feeling that this moon is better suited to my sorrows, and I ask where I
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Who We Are
1–2 minutesWatch; if we stare at other suns, we won’t see our own, and if we block our eyes we will see nothing but darkness, but look straight into it into the scalding water, pierce the steam, and so dies the life of shadow.
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When Hummingbirds Call
1–2 minutesWhen, last, did you hear the song of a hummingbird? It’s a sound that I recognize immediately, and yet, if I try to think of it, right now, in my head, I can’t mimic it exactly. It’s an odd sound. Just the other day I was sitting beneath the maple tree, and I heard it–like metal, like dropped
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Return to the River
1–2 minutes“Osprey,” I said in my thoughts. “I’d like to see you again. Where are you, Osprey?” And at that moment the osprey flew off the river-wind and into a maple tree. Without stopping, or even slowing, she tore off a branch and fastened it in her talons. “For her nest,” I thought. “I’ll see where
