VISIONS PAST DAWN
- Joy Krauthammer
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VISIONS PAST DAWN
ARE MY PRAYER
MY PRAISE
FOLLOWING EXQUISITE SUNRISE
A MOMENT AGO
ECSTATIC DISCOVERY
I HAVE NEVER BEFORE SEEN
DELICATE
DELICATE
TINY TRANSLUCENT TISSUE ENCASED FLAT SEEDS
INDIVIDUALLY PACKAGED
FOR NATURE
ESCAPED FROM
BROWN BUMPY HARD SHELLED CLAM-LIKE
BLOOMING
PURPLE FLOWERED
FEATHERY LEAFED
JACARANDA TREE
SEED POD.
FALLEN ON THE GROUND
FALLEN ON THE GROUND
JOYOUSLY I COLLECT THEM
.
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and I thought I was happy earlier
during morning sunrise
seeing the shadow figure
very long, tall
of the tree trimmer man,
macho machine in hand,
vision on the far hillside white wall
when I went out to look
in the distance.
The shadow confirmed
that I did hear
the mysterious ((((bbrrrringgg)))) cutting sound
through the intercom in the kitchen
connected to Marcel's
open window bedroom intercom
I had forgotten to disconnect
while he is again
in the hospital.
Sometimes I see
the shadow of a bird
and separately hear
its sweet song.
to my friend, luv for a Holy City Shabbat,
JOY
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