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vulture-tilting winds–
there’s nothing I could say
that you can hear

 

 

distant — join us in NaHaiWriMo, on Facebook. I’m prompting all March long!

1630

 

 

spirit moon —
I thought I heard
the barn owl’s wings

 

 

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quiet spider —
this thick clay bowl
full of sun

 

 
nahaiwrimo (folklore) | small tale | details

1422

 

 

rain
between my teeth and tongue
this taste of copper

 

 
nahaiwrimo (linger) | details

1388

 

 

wind in the reeds (a memory of) something shifts

 

 

nahaiwrimo (reed) | 1224

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red-fisted morning
this branch like a small tree
falls

 

 

1226

 

 

red leaves —
the girl in the crosswalk
touches her face

 

 

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after night fades
the circle drawn, words
almost born

 

 

nahaiwrimo — circle