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The sheep have moved to higher ground 

In the lower pasture
water leans
into the footings
of the small barn.

Colonies of birds
take root
in the soft mud
of new lakes,

a whispered seeping
of water into water,
the illusion of ground
swallowed whole

like a sword.

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