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  • The unknowable duck hides in the abstractions of dusk
    Melding in the sunset currents
    Moving offshore when the motion sensing senses the darkening bodies of humans...

    In the fluid cubes
    The watery slashes
    The roadway ruts of the river

    In the sylvan riparian Avon
    Under the hanging branches
    And the community of feathers

    (This raft of dips, this brace of stream Vs, this cooling day lucky flush...)

    The duck sheen in pearlescent hues
    is evidently hidden
    Quiet
    Like love: its own decoy


    (Photo by Susan, June 17, 2015, Avon River, Stratford, Ontario)
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