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Hi, I'm Greg
dad, author, poet, essayist and organic market gardener.
"When the monarchs gather in El Rosario
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the mountain pines turn to dragon tails
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sheathed in scales of flickering copper
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a million paper fans or outcrops of translucent
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skin—like some lush plague of light and color."
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From "The Times of Butterflies"
Prairie Fire, Vol 42, No. 1, Spring 2021
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"And the thrush skips along the bramble
that the stone wall keeps from falling,
knits the hawthorn, cypress and willow
like a needle, keeping the whole of this world
together."
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From "The Keeping"
Appearing at Rust + Moth
Let's
Grow
Together
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