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Up Above i. Up above, birds in the tree, in the rain, in the night ii. Clouds moving across a field of moving clouds iii. Below the horizon, the ocean moon waves iv. With each gust, the chatter of leaves: passing time v. What about a cold night makes these lines so hard to finish? vi. Fitful leaves moving a March day vii. Tomcat sneaks a glance at me – sparrows take flight viii. 3:00 a.m. – my pen falls awake ix. Between fence posts the spider's web – still x. Watching puddles of sparrows bathing in evening sun xi. Encouraged by rain,