CITY & THE STICKS

The windows on Walnut
change much faster than
the leaves

Layering garments in
such familiar designs
and long sleeves

In the city a single tree
is my weathervane

A concrete gutter
collects memories

Meanwhile, in the sticks
great green walls
of corn

Grow too tall to see
the next field where cats
are keeping warm

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