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a couple of cabbage white butterflies rise in spirals around one another, and about the blackberry thickets, which are blossoming, sprawling. the july sky is darkening, it’s promising eventual thunder, the summer sounds of slant strings snapping. but, for now, and before and under all of that, the cat’s speckled eyes are glinting, like hot sunlight, and there are shivering torch-tip petals. the wheat fields are turning a papery yellow.

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