This morning, I stood for awhile
at the top of the path,
the measure of time
counted only by the unfurling leaves of wild lettuce
This morning, I stood for awhile
at the top of the path,
the measure of time
counted only by the unfurling leaves of wild lettuce
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Heat water.
Scoop leaves.
Add a quarter dropper of sweet.
Open your eyes.
Birds dart to feeder.
Fluttering wild orgy of discovery.
Bring warm mug to mouth.
Sip hot delight and bright curiosity.
Do not let them spill.
Heat water.
Scoop leaves.
Add a quarter dropper of sweet.
Open your eyes.
Birds dart to feeder.
Fluttering wild orgy of discovery.
Bring warm mug to mouth.
Sip hot delight and bright curiosity.
Do not let them spill.
CROSSING: How Road Ecology is Sharing the Future of Our Planet by Ben Goldfarb
CROSSING: How Road Ecology is Sharing the Future of Our Planet by Ben Goldfarb
Above Mossy Paths Hovers
Possibility
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Above Mossy Paths Hovers
Possibility
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#frontsteppoetry