A few (very) short poems from #JimHarrison and #TedKooser's wonderful volume *Braided Creek: A Conversation in Poetry*:
From p. 4:
"For sixty-three years I've ground myself /
within this karmic mortar. Yesterday I washed /
it out and put it high on the shelf."
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From p. 41:
"A bumblebee,
a straggly rosebush
staining the air with her scent.
A blue and black butterfly --
too many Bs but life is like that."
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From p. 56:
"At the end, just a pinch of the world
is all we have left to hold on to,
the hem of a sheet."

