As The Mist Lifts

paint on bungalows after the rain
 
synesthesia in a minor key
 
foliage in sharp relief
 
wet macadam collects nests of needles 
 
pinecones chewed to eggs
 
red mulch strangles the verge
 
soles of shoes gather the day’s dust
 
kites are shadows above the bridge
 
night and bats ascend
 
so too the throb of tree-cricket songs
 
frogs carol across the water
 
fireflies captured in a jar 
 
loneliness illuminated
 
one child invents a lighthouse

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