Exponential Decay FunctionA Poem by Robert Ronnow
Spring is in its prime again
each leaf beautiful much is edible birds and peepers are musical at dawn. The days walk slowly toward Utah and Italy. My left nut hurts. Joy overwrites death. Well, well. You're well alone in your brain only a negligible fraction escaping as words and actions. Every leaf that's coming out is out. Including the self to the west and south a golem, mandragon, an elf. Aaron was stacking the last of last year's firewood. He found a spotted salamander-- Ambystoma maculatum-- Big mouth--hidden under the final log with a worm and centipede for a meal. I exclaimed Rare species! but it's common, fossorial lives in moist woods under cemetery stones and memorials. Eats earthworms, snails, slugs insect larvae and adult beetles. © 2024 Robert Ronnow |
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Added on February 11, 2017 Last Updated on February 21, 2024 Tags: decay, spring, leaf, beautiful, birds, music, dawn, day, slow, hurt, joy, write, death, well, alone, brain, words, action, self, west, south, man, dragon, year, fire, woods, mouth, big, worm, rare, stone, eat, earth, adult, season Author
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