You Be the Judge

Tell me, are you amazed
at the African mud swallow
which builds its tiny nest
on the sides of tall reeds
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Many-faceted shining bits
    of what we said and did,
they filter softly down
    and crowd around my knees.
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every
  poem
         is a
           camel
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69 Down, “Ascend, 2 wds.”:  G-O-U-P
70 Down, “Rose sniffer”:  N-O-S-E

87 Across, “Yearn for.”

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I came to the river at breaking of day,
and dropped into clear, still waters.

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My sensible backyard fence has nothing
            against winter quail.
It stands six feet tall to keep out dogs
            and keep in tension.

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for Nicole Ringgold @YardFood, Twisp

The silversmith smiths
    at her overworked bench,
        an open secret behind garden shop walls.

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I could ask how many lovers you’ve had
    or when the last time was that you cried.
I might pry into your innermost fears
    and damage your psyche or pride.

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The morning sun reflects a hundred thousand times
    off Andalusian seas.

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