through blaenau, orange now,
bracken competing with slate,
winning a while, as leaves

to conwy, the road
rising above the flow,
one tree remembered.

two calves run down
to the others. on arrival

admire the quality of
bunting hung here, cotton,
with spots. there is a festival.

we had a meeting.
nine circles.

sbm.silence. engedi

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