Shoal birds turn sudden
alone, yet in unison,
as we stand watching.
Conjoined, yet still separate,
each parted by our own thoughts.

By Mike Everley

For there is nothing
of daffodil smiles nor bloom,
absence of snowdrops,
iris reticulata,
winter aconites; a son

By Wendy Webb

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