Reprieve
When
crowded by silence,
let the silence out
to prowl in the garden
like a cat.
Follow her.
Poke and root
underneath
the fallen leaves.
They offer hints
about tomorrow;
also, now.
Listen for
frost melting
on the uncut grass.
Stifle your disbelief
on mornings like this
glowing cold and new
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