glisequins of rain
dripping off black, bare branches
translucent star fall
六十六
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glisequins of rain
dripping off black, bare branches
translucent star fall
六十六
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Thanks, Juice, for the new word for my Oxford American: the lexicographers here at Heritage unknow “glisequins” but the rest of the read seems to fling it into the pattern. I am sure I will enjoy more when I come to munch fully this new creature. Thanks!
I made up the word.