less familiar than enduring
the impression left by a Great Egret
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April 22, 2020
April 5, 2020
June 2, 2019
May 26, 2019
April 19, 2019
June 20, 2017
June 14, 2017
May 28, 2017
Cherry Springs State Park, I’m told, is named for groves of black cherry trees–
its evening sky, the clearest and darkest in Pennsylvania.
These days by Little Crum Creek, hours from the skygazers I’ll one night join,
a single black cherry briefly flowers the white light of our nearest star.
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May 4, 2017
April 10, 2017