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All poems and pictures © 2016-2025 Ruth M. Hamlow
Friday, September 18, 2020
Riverside
Riverside
where the rocks
are summer dry
but the flowers
have tipped
into autumn
Drowsy wasps
hover
and grasshoppers
leap
moments before
my footfalls
The air is cool
not yet sharp
and the sun is low
but still warm
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