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Did you know that leaves don't fall, but are pushed by their trees? The first grosbeak came today. I saw a tattered warbler dead on the trail. Do you think that absence casts a shadow? How tired I am, of getting up, of sitting down, of moving slowly through dense and un- forgiving days. Dreams follow me with their yellow eyes, day after day, only slightly familiar and bringing no comfort. I turned on the heat, though maples are burning with color. -- ~ SB =^..^= http://www.sbpoet.com