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So far something of a wash-out Summer, dawn to dusk rains, the garden a soggy...
I lay the important documents across the bed.
Swelling timber beams squeeze out freshly hammered nails.
A century of forestry influence overwriting the region.
(Photocopies. The Gradual Mutation of The Territory, 2013).
Summer storm season.
Jays and blackbirds fussing in the cherry canopy.
Nettle burns.
Regions as layers for deep time storage /
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Passing piled stones the road reveals some rot of cottage.
The forest breaking to clear-cut fields of brushy deschampsia, felled stumps,...
In the attic under the eaves.
Squelching through stodgy slake grounds after tipping rains.
Lungs drought baked draw dry breaths of dust.
† Addendum to: 2024-06-16
Thundercracks.
Hemiparasitic yellow rattle tapping into coarse perennials, leeching nutrients,...
Midsummer sun illuminating June-grass meadow.
An undulating play of mountain pastures.
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