me in the piazza

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Fourteenth Saturday, one day late, from Phildelphia

Suburban front lawns.
Manicured grass, except here:
Wild crocus carpet!

Pearls dangle from tree,*
Look like hanging Spanish moss.
Seems backwards to me.

Nest's weight bends branch down.
Left behind by last year's birds,
Who are not yet back.

*In case you were wondering, this is what we saw on the morning walk, and I don't know what it means, either.

pearls on the tree

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