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Sunday, August 20, 2017

Nova Scotia off the Starboard Bow

A hawk soars
In the breeze come ashore
High over the meadow
Marissa strides across the lawn
Studio bound
I'm half baked
In late afternoon sun
Summer's not yet dead and gone
The wild blueberries here
Just coming into season
In the pith of the now
I spy Nova Scotia
Off the starboard bow

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