Right on cue
the magpie,
broken white
I don't want to pick up
and the weather,
of course...
So when sunshine joints the damp
I'm turning
around & around
looking for
indigo-violet stripes,
a different pattern.
Stronger than re-assembly,
the tug
and pull of resemblance
much, much later,
the rain and
remembrance...
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