Wendell Berry
A shower like a little song
Overtook him going home,
Wet his shoulders, and went on.
Overtook him going home,
Wet his shoulders, and went on.
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Tuesday, May 5, 2015
Monday, October 7, 2013
The Defenders
of the little black ants
who when disturbed
come out of their old
fencepost as big dogs
come after a rat,
take hold of me,
shake me, and growl.
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