When the Rush- Around Me Stops

there is time to see

mica glittering in the gravel

the green iridescent fly

the black velvet spider

with her turquoise eyes

the mountain laurel, each cup

crenelated from a single petal

time to hear hung-out sheets

snap in the summer breeze

crows cawing community

time to enter the near country.

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