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Thick fog at daybreak, as if the bright...

Thick fog at daybreak, as if the bright moon of 2am had spread a kind of mildew over the mountain. Train whistle. A nuthatch’s nasal call.

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At last the garden cricket has a rival...

At last the garden cricket has a rival. They creak slowly back and forth. I scan the western sky for what’s left of last night’s moon.

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A phoebe pecks at the porch roof, then...

A phoebe pecks at the porch roof, then lands in the cherry tree with its feathers puffed out against the cold. The waning moon.

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Tundra swans at sunrise—their...

Tundra swans at sunrise—their ethereal flutes, their shining white forms—are trailed by a local Canada goose and the crescent moon.

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The crescent moon behind the trees...

The crescent moon behind the trees gives the newfallen snow an antique cast. It’s very cold. A distant train is the only other moving thing.

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Walking naked through the cold house...

Walking naked through the cold house at dawn, I’m startled by a bright light among the trees on the western ridge: the moon, big as a banjo.

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By dawn, the clear sky has given way...

By dawn, the clear sky has given way to white, as if the full moon spilled over. If the clouds were a true cover, they’d trap more heat!

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For a half-hour after moonset, the...

For a half-hour after moonset, the sky is perfectly empty, the ground is still white. Then through the bare trees, this blemish of a sun.

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A patch of silver in the yard: first...

A patch of silver in the yard: first frost. A jet glints in the rising sun, its short contrail twice as bright as the crescent moon.

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Dawn fog lifts and pauses, so it’...

Dawn fog lifts and pauses, so it’s clear to a height of ten feet, then white, then the crescent moon. A red-bellied woodpecker’s slow chant.

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