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the forked river of heaven connects us
tonight it flows around me in the field
i hold my breath
Rural in Nature, Transcendental in Temperament
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- Wandering Off
- Go, and Leave It There
- Going to the Center
- Bounded
- River and Valley
- A Deepening
- Grand Coincidence
- Instinctive
- One to the Other
- Solstice with Fireflies
- Enter Orlando
- Under the Mandrakes
- Where Did You Go?
- The Volunteers
- Cool Morning With Flute
- A Summoning
- Stopping on a Dirt Road at Sunset
- After Rain
- Peonies
- If We Can
- I Am Grateful
- This Time
- As the Sun Climbs Higher
- Ocean You Said
- A Place to Land
- First Lightning Bug
- Under the Canopy
- The Shape of Space
- Rain on the Windrows
- Elevation
- Under Open Sky
- Caesura
- Late Spring 2014
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