Pan’s Hour

Pan’s Hour

At sunrise,
when the day is at the treetops
filtering through,
all that’s pending is revealed:

Spider filament
&
pollen
&
falling frass.

The smallest gnats
&
dragonflies
&
dew drips.

Life in freefall.
Unveiled.
Delivered.

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