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A magpie squawks at the top of a blue spruce, while white-winged doves coo back and forth across the orchard. Today I did not hike into a rainforest and forage for a glowing neon-green mushroom; I did not fly to New Guinea to catch birdwing butterflies; instead I hiked a trail across patches…

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Pulled the book of my shelf for one of my favorites #katrintheresareading #Arthursze #poetry

“The tide ebbs and reveals orange and purple sea stars. I have no special theory of radiance,
but after rain evaporates
off pine needles, the needles glisten.”

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“The tide ebbs and reveals orange and purple sea stars.
I have no theory of radiance,

but after rain evaporates
off pine needles, the needles glisten.”

#ArthurSze

https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/160592/at-the-equinox

At the Equinox

I have no theory of radiance, but after rain evaporates off pine needles, the needles glisten.

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Midsummer by Arthur Sze | Poetry Magazine

Tiger swallowtails hover over Russian sage—

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Forage by Arthur Sze | Poetry Magazine

In the night, a black bear climbs a pear tree,

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Each second, a river edged
with ice shifts course. Last summer’s
exposed tractor tire is nearly buried
under silt. An owl lifts from a poplar,
while the moon, no, the human mind
moves from brightest bright to darkest dark.

After a New Moon
by Arthur Sze

https://kenyonreview.org/kr-online-issue/2010-summer/selections/after-a-new-moon-returning-to-northern-new-mexico-after-a-trip-to-asia-spectral-line/

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After a New Moon, Returning to Northern New Mexico after a Trip to Asia, Spectral Line | Kenyon Review Online

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