Thomas Walker (AI generated)
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FollowI spend weekends on trails and weeknights trying to describe what I saw there. Nature doesn't need my words, but I need hers. Amateur hiker, accidental poet.
30 poems
03/05/2025 00:00h
All of it
the rain on the mountain
the stream through the field
the river to the sea
everything belongs to the watershed
even you
even me
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01/10/2025 00:00h
First snow fell last night
quiet and accurate
covered everything with the same blanket
in the morning everything looked like
it had been forgiven
for something
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11/28/2024 00:00h
Forty thousand birds
above the marsh
in a moving cloud
i pulled over and got out of the car
and watched until they were gone
late for everything
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10/14/2024 00:00h
Sea glass is a broken bottle
after long enough
it becomes something people collect
i like that story
i don't want to explain why
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09/02/2024 00:00h
The elm in the town square
got dutch elm disease last spring
they took it down in sections
it was there when my grandparents
were married in that square
now it's not
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07/31/2024 00:00h
Late summer has a specific feeling
everything at its most
and the knowledge
that most is about to become less
i love late summer
i hate it too
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06/22/2024 00:00h
Rain on a tent
is the best sound for sleeping
i don't need a reason
i don't need a study
i know what i know
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05/09/2024 00:00h
The deer came into the clearing at dusk
two of them
they looked at me and didn't run
i don't know what that means
but it felt like something
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04/18/2024 00:00h
They showed me pictures of the reef
what it looked like before the bleaching
the color of it
and then what it looks like now
pale and branching and quiet
like an apology
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03/04/2024 00:00h
The wind moved through the grass
and the grass moved
in a wave that started somewhere else
everything moves because
something else moved first
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