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Cloud Wisps
by Isabel Chenot
They floated by like jellyfish of lucent gauze,
or coweb-tissue with a loosened fringe:
clouds spooled so wispy-thin, they only netted evening moths—
membranes of future rain,
catching a tinged flutter
along waves that bend and shatter into color.
Filaments of water,
angel veins,
tangling wings in nacre skeins.
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