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The Phone Not Ringing
The cumuli reach to the noontime moon.Nuthatch and warbler, starling and cowbird,Fall like the famished on seed and suet.Off their heads today, they trill and drone. When I was...
Feeding
Here she is again, old Worm-beak, Breast the color of a mud lake, Perched on a post of the rail fence, An eye of shining insolence. Frowzy, windblown, she...