slake
native persimmon
dissect
to
satiate
each
el_em_ent
one
by
one_by_one.
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ovenbird
Exactly
two
weeks
after
installing
a
bird_bath
with
a
tiny
fountain
in
my
yard
I
caught
sight
of
the
first
visitor
from
my
living
room
window
.
As
I
sat
with
a
late
breakfast
of
raspberries
and
yogurt
and
granola
a
Dark
Eyed
Junco
slipped
into
the
pool
of
moving
water
and
splashed
and
preened
and
sang
.
I
didn’t
move
.
I
barely breathed.
I
didn’t
want
to
scare
it
off
.
I
wanted
the
moment
to
stretch
into
eternity
.
These
are
the
only
gifts
I
want
in
the
second
half
of
my
life
—intimate encounters
with
the
world
,
a
chance
to
watch
another
heart
experience
joy
,
a
sense
of
connection
with
the
multi-faceted
consciousness
of
the
universe
.
Two
weeks
ago
I
set
this
bowl
of
shallow
water
next
to
the
sheltering
leaves
of
the
peonies
and
today
a
bird
has
come
to
wet
its
wings
and
cool
its
feet
.
And
suddenly
bees
are
gathering
at
the
edge
to
quench
their
thirst
in
these
rainless
days
that
will
persist
for
months
.
I
watch
them
drink
.
Why
does
everyone
forget
that
,
this
too
,
is
love
?
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what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from
