Midday storm

Dave BontaContemplative

Goldfinches gad about in the blossoming crowns of the oaks, brassy as advertising.

The clouds draw in. Wood thrushes begin their evening songs at noon.

Long feathers of rain on the breeze—a plumage the exact color of the world.

Dave Bonta

Learn by heart: tap a gap

in the crowns of the oaks,

The draw in.

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