picnic
rain
sheltering
under
leafless
oaks
light
rain sweeps in
on a chorus of frogs
making no sound
stream
at dusk
bamboo rushes bow
with nesting birds
creek
in mist
from
the hidden footbridge
waterplants
wave
falling
asleep
from
quaking aspens
rainsong
relayed
how
violently
the
big branch shakes
the
little bird has flown
first
light
filling
the orchard
squeak
of the pump
the
herding winds
a
flock of wooly cloudlets
off
to new pastures
behind
the dunes
the
whinnying horses
mare's
tail clouds
ground breeze churning
wildflower
heads
through yes and no
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