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Tampa Bay Sunset by Lisa Shea

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Pam Clements

The keening of
a thousand robins wouldn’t miss
and burn the blisters in the sky.
Crockery comes, the new fields.
brown like breadmaking,
Wait. How much waiting
is enough? New courage
the color of maple buds
falls between grass blades.

The violets
suddenly appear,
one day, they’re there
in grass where
was only green before.
She too sinks back
in April grass
sudden purple petals
between keen blades.

Water in a saucer,
she waits, translucent,
pattern showing through.
Put a structure in this cup!
A flash of color becomes the world,
grass, a perimeter.