Casting
the isn't in the is-ing
Hi!
Here’s a poem!
Leaf Shadow
Low elevation angled sunlight
set nearly level for daylong flight
crosses winter paths with
the miniature bush
outside the window
in such a way that the
desk by the window,
on the other side of the glass
from the bush’s side of the window,
though still,
begins to dance.
In wordy wordiness,
Walter

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