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the sawgrass ripening
and cattail wands
an eagle's keen over mangroves
and spoonbills mining mudflats

a lone kite     angled and aloft
vultures that drape the sky
osprey fishing from ribboned nests

Praise the angler's wicker creel
white caps that riff the waves
tide edging up pylons on the pier

trellises of trumpet vines
bamboo clacking in the wind
the thin blue cast
of a skimmed milk sky

Praise this day that beckons
scoops me into its net
this spacious silence
this joy that is morning

by Mary Jo Balistreri
     for Sharmagne

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