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art, beauty, design, fields, Finger Lakes, fleeting, flitting, flying, hilltop, micropoetry, Mt. Pleasant, New York, observe, photography, poetry, polinators, summer, swallowtail, tanka, thistles, wildflowers, witness
could be I’m tired
or lost, but to close my eyes
and nod off
while the world goes on
gives me a certain peace
black swallowtail
chooses to settle a spell
on a purple thistle
tom clausen 