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She Fought the Sound
Obviously she could be a wild creature, sinking her day-worn paws into the silt, feeling the silky flow of water as it runs around her limbs, truly at ease with dirt and water.
I saw her arched against the picturesque sky, defiant against the arrows of sunshine through clouds; the correct term is crepuscular rays, but I’m pretty sure she wouldn’t be intimidated by scientific words. To some of us those rays are always sky arrows.
I remembered her as I pruned the crab-apple-choke-cherry-something tree that grows in my front yard. There had been heavy rain, so each cut bough doused me, soaked my face and hair; my arms were streaked with earth and fallen leaves. As I sit to write at my keyboard, there is still dirt under my fingernails.
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