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  1. cygnus
    still birthing young
    upon our local pond
    to carry this summer forward
    swanlings

    __ This Cinquain notes that -not- all things of life are souring; we look to the fore, as we protect the now. _m

  2. .
    .
    Going online
    to hear the hermit thrush sing –
    why
    it no longer comes to this hill
    one sad reason or another

    —CAROL PURINGTON

    Surviving polio since she was 7 years old her poetry sings, and the small things are vital. I look forward to seeing your next collection out: "A Drift of Birdsong."

    warm regards,

    Alan

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