On this winter evening, at the approach of dusk. A cloud of tiny birds doing figure-eights above the bustling traffic. Then they came to roost.
start of night
bare branches bear leaves
of sparrows
Pat R
2/16/20
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Gold & Sing
setting sun molten
evening sky showy blaze of
gold, birds sing from roost
Pat R
11/28/16
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