Afternoon Poem #3, June 5, 2019

The compound leaves of the walnut and the wild cherry

Spread out like open hands

And they droop in the generous Spring sunlight

Lifting and shimmering with the light wind

As if to some bossa nova

Or the rhythm of breaking waves

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