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Issue # 4 May 2011
"... brevity is the soul of wit ..."
- William Shakespeare

Tina Hacker



Straight the woolen vine
plunges through the dense weave,
breaks free into the air below,
next skyward racing,
separating the forest leaves,
following the glint of the sun,
then down into the thick again
entwining two squares of universe
into one.