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slivers of the moon slowly arise
above the earth-green leaves of the lemon tree

father sings to me
of cows asleep in their manger
while in their nests the sparrows sleep

meeta papanya dolanchai
let your eyelashes shut

he is no longer with me
nor are the chirping sparrows in their nests
but i found one yesterday after winter had its way with it

perhaps that’s where father went
to the place with the sparrows
hiding behind the lemon tree

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