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Treetops
With life mostly confined indoors these days, long walks have become something of a necessity. And for some reason, walking down Folsom Street with its lovely trees, I just can’t help stopping every now and then to gaze upwards at the canopy, and lose myself in the light that shimmers and sparkles from the treetops.
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Mirabel
Stumbling downhill, I turn the corner and skip the street I took on the way up. No, Montezuma, not today. Instead, I turn and point myself vaguely, trying to capture both northwards and downhill in a single direction.
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Ke khumaar astam
And what better way to ward off work’s haunting rigor
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Than to intoxicate myself
with music I cannot fully recount
Sung to words in a language I do not speak