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Purgatory - Sunday, Feb. 10, 2019
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Atonement - Thursday, Feb. 07, 2019


2002-03-30 @ 2:42 p.m.
Math



Three catkins on each twig
Four paces between each fern
One crow way up high.


Twelve fence posts,
Nine street lights,
Seven white strips painted for a crosswalk.

Little stream splashes one, two, three,
Bird calls chick-a-one-two-three,
Jogger paces along, step, two, three.

Five petals per magenta whorl,
Five sepals below,
Leaves branch off in fives from each green stem,
Five points on each leaf.

Chaos in the fern
Frond to blade
Spores paired and aligned
Fiddlehead spiraling around and around and around.

Counting:
One,
Two,
Three.
Calculating:
Figure the world.


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