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July 2014, vol 10, no 2

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Beverly Acuff Momoi

Holding Fast

Late winter and I am leaning into my life, leaning to catch a glimpse of that flat blue line, to see just how far sea and sky extend.

look again a cloud blossoms out of thin air

In Tohoku, the camellias have bloomed, a sudden shock of red and white. At the shrine, the camphor tree's gnarled roots reach for new saplings.

bare branches then a blaze of green reframing everything