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Unfolding in late autumn air
unfurling down the slipstream of a road
into a tiny ragged orange flag
at odds in its erratic flight pattern
with the wind and wayside grass.
One could exaggerate such a thing
this idiosyncratic badge of small beauty
as if all of nature this afternoon
metamorphosed into two soft petals
fluttering down the runnels – here,
of what’s left of freedom. Slamming
against the windscreen – pinned in
the flattened moment.
