All summer I loved rain and a
dappled sky and mugginess
and noticing Harry
this rabbit suddenly sitting
still on the gremlin green lawn
spread out beyond my desk …
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All summer I loved rain and a
dappled sky and mugginess
and noticing Harry
this rabbit suddenly sitting
still on the gremlin green lawn
spread out beyond my desk window
I’d be dreaming
over a photograph
of an early 20th century
immigrant watchmaker
and his clock museum
where the Forverts said
he’d made whirling mechanical wheels featuring moving little people
A moon faced clock with eyes
November’s unwinding
I haven’t seen the bunny for a while
Geese honk as they fly overhead
Harry must be traveling on
Pandemic Thanksgiving is here
The leaves on the lawn crunch
Cold rain winds itself up into hail and snow
The blue moon waxed and waned
big and lit up as a melon globe
then smaller
and now crescent shaped
Dear world, I am grateful for all your moving parts and for Harry
blinking and still
in the rain last summer
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