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  • Gary Hunter

The Desert - Nov. 14, 2023

imagine a quarter moon strung

between two nodding palm trees

shadows spreading like spilled ink

while bats whirl like gusted leaves

brittle shrubs strewn over

dunes and endless plains

with lumps of boulders

sheared from plain brown mountains

you must adjust

the expectations of your eyes

the filters of your ears

to appreciate it here

a place where

the wind likes to talk

though it is silence that

opens the sky

to stars you’ve never seen

so animated

so alive

so talkative

so beautiful

in their dying


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