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2008-03-07 - 5:25 p.m.

gray clouds, an error

this afternoon, a great blue heron landed in the front yard. i can only guess it mistook the rain-slicked asphalt for a river.

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when a loon or grebe lands on a wet road, it can barely hold its body upright. these birds cannot take off from land.

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wings. a road. i am here amid these books at the kitchen table.

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