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Moon's Fault
by Laura Snyder

When the great lantern moon hangs
heavy spring,
frogs gather at pond margins,
light-struck in pond weed.

The males bay
spotted throats balloon 
howl out desire.

They grasp their females
like glistening rocks,
pointing fingers at the moon.


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