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Just now, I noticed
the headlight glow
slide across
the blinds hanging

in the living-room-window
as a car sped past
the forsythia row,
tangled branches

by the rail fence,
where, yesterday, I watched
a small boy toss ants
into a spider’s web,

so I thought I’d
write about peril
and tragedy,
but that light,

its slippery glide,
a piece of magic
that no one noticed…
but I did.

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