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"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Claudia Serea

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Fishing in the Round Valley

This time, no fish are hurt.
I watch the turtles travel across the firmament.

Dana wishes for a silver monkey,
but you only catch an old shoe.

Look, mommy, a boat:
my life sails away

as I watch from the bench
next to the talking pine.

On this vast page,
I'm a comma

in summer's riddle.