Winter moths at the porch light.
Shining through the weeping willow
waxing half moon.
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A poet and naturalist tries to find poetry in every day
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- November 30: Holiday decorating
- November 29: Public Works Department
- November 28: Afternoon
- November 27: Barred Owl
- November 26: I-295 North
- November 25: Chickawaukie
- November 24: Thanksgiving evening
- November 23: Baking day
- November 22: Stone heart
- November 21: Flyover
- November 20: Prep work
- November 19: Breakwater
- November 18: Unspoken narrative
- November 17: Gardens Aglow!
- November 16: Fallen tree
- November 15: Flock
- November 14: Full heart
- November 13: Supermoon at Hannaford
- November 12: Moonlight
- November 11: Low tide
- November 10: Stone wall
- November 9: Day after
- November 8: Election Day
- November 7: At the community garden
- November 6: Falling
- November 5: Memorial
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About Me
- Kristen Lindquist
- Camden, Maine
- I am a birder, poet, and writer most interested in animals, vegetables, and minerals, living in my hometown in Midcoast Maine.
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