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A Leafy Poem
by Deborah Russell

small birds - circling
in the morning hush
i write love letters
in white dust

when you wake
leaves drop whispers
on the floor
poetry moves the earth

your small square of paper
floating down

the sun moves by the window
forms a circle of brightness...

twirling a leafy poem
between my fingers
words become a blur

i watch our breath
make steamy circles
on the glaze of cups -
white, misty circles
that evaporate after
each sip



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