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One Magnificent Shadow - May, 14, 2026

  • Gary Hunter
  • May 14
  • 1 min read

on my snail-slow walk with Gracie

around 7am. each morning

we pass a silhouette on the sidewalk

 

flowers of a small weed have cast

a tiny medieval cathedral

with spires and pinnacles

 

taking advantage of a well-angled

sun, a shadow can be more

impressive than its maker

 

that is, until a cloud passes

canceling the entertainment

and sending it back home

 

with a reminder from the weed itself

that having any kind of fun was

never part of the job description

 
 
 

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