The mall emerges from the dusty plain
gleaming like a sphinx. Dead eyes.
37 Sun 3/10/10
Swirling sheets of rain are a shocking assault.
Inside out.
38 Mon 4/10/10
Early rainbow a glorious arc,
birds' chorus after the rain.
39 Tues 5/10/10
Disturbed hawk flashes in the headlights
white wingtips alongside then into the dark.
40 Wed 6/10/10
The wood pile looks neat, trees still again
The distant chill moves closer.
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