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dragonfly wind
in your village in autumn
you can watch
the first figs start to fall
september makes the sea
so completely flat
white boats
walk on water
stars fall into the olives
and mosquitoes prick the olives
stains drip from branches
and beetles gleam like gold
you brush away the leaves
from under the lemon trees
almond trees
and strawberry trees
and let the sun into your house
quick! quick! before winter comes
an owl hoots into the night
its fellows already having flown
far away on their western adventure
and a southwind blows
as you step out of the house
and brings you dragonflies
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