mallard swims by
her long wake a string of pearls
the winter sunβs gift
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mallard swims by
her long wake a string of pearls
the winter sunβs gift
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mallards swim by
trailing glisequins
on verdant water
by the car park
of a megapetstore–
wild ducks
ducklings and mother
marching to the swimming pool
she shoos cats away
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(Revision)
up a winding road
cars follow a truck’s tail lights
ducklings in the fog
ducklings and mother
marching to the swimming pool
she shoos cats away
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