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Solstice morning.

russet siftings rife
rhyme toccata vaunt
spill into the tale
of tracks smacking stone
wipe dew with my left hand
pink neon
rattle in the glovebox

Magni and Modi.

"The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible."
~ Oscar Wilde (via @miketakespics.bsky.social)

Mystery painting.