At time's end we step out of the corn into the cool shadows of the lawn

Or do we like time's children come also at last to the silent shadowlands?	sunset rainwater turns her sidewalk chalk-art into a sherbert delight; a surprise gift from chaos that tumbles her like tinkling bells onto the wet grass	Cool corn soup and spicy spinach before going away at the end of summer	Strange in the Dusk
Grange Road	June 4, 2008	god, waiting for the bus	Knee high by the 4th of July
In an ordinary cornfield	Martin Heidegger

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