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CIRQUE

Richard Stokes

Waxwings in the Ash They enliven the snowy tree as they attack the winter berries bright red against white. A truck passing on the street backfires, startles the birds. They flutter and rearrange. One crashes against our window, falls lifeless. The other birds, like the larger society, digest the tragedy, continue to perch and peck.

Durfur Valley Wheat

Winterberries

Pam Butcher

Brad Gooch