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Out of the fog of dusk
she stood motionless
watching in stillness
the rush of human life
hurtling past her
on the shoulder
in the short grass

Her head turned slightly
cautiously leftward, northward
toward my Doppler hum
closing the gap between us

A fleeting joining
her doe eyes,
and my bespectacled ones,
thanking her
for sharing
the apron of her home
the curtilage of the wood
with me that night

June 1, 2007 19:45

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