Nightscape
The dense morning mist
Moistens the leaves on the ground
And the feral cat
In the middle of the street
A bag of scattered groceries
Store windows display
The newest things we must have
To make us happy
Snow drifts from yesterday's storm
Shifting lines to gentle curves
Glittering moonlight
From a spacious, windless sky --
Slow moving shadows
Cool the day's intense heat
Electric fans on the floor
"This new computer,"
Talking to himself out loud,
"Makes some tasks simple."
Gliding above the houses
A red-tailed hawk banks to the right
She folds her laundry
While singing a song she heard
On the radio
Distant stars send their lightwaves
A rain of many colors
Four decades ago
(The nightscape hasn't changed much)
They met at this spot
The elderly apple tree
Will bloom for a few more years
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