A morning pink comet
streaks the sky from left to right
the sun still floating up
the mountain’s eastern ridge
reaches up to slit the tail
its beam sharp enough
to cut through falling silk
Late afternoon light
golden beech leaves almost turned
lantern lights the woods
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