The steps I took to turn the peppers stop in front of the cosmos.
While the still-moist dew dries in the sunlight, I stood there in between.
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Shimmer
When my hand slips between the dew-laden pepper leaves, the moisture it touches is still cool. While that coolness melted in the sunlight, I stood under the clothesline in the yard.
Late Frost
Like the hand that pauses while drying peppers, I too set down the yard broom yesterday and stood under the persimmon tree for a while. A few leaves fell in that time.
Ridgeline
A dragonfly sitting on the jar terrace where peppers are drying is drying its wings. The wind brushes past the pepper leaves.
Alongside
The cosmos lifted its head in the breeze brushing the chili leaves, and you came inside before the dew beneath dried.
When my hand slips between the dew-laden pepper leaves, the moisture it touches is still cool. While that coolness melted in the sunlight, I stood under the clothesline in the yard.
Like the hand that pauses while drying peppers, I too set down the yard broom yesterday and stood under the persimmon tree for a while. A few leaves fell in that time.
A dragonfly sitting on the jar terrace where peppers are drying is drying its wings. The wind brushes past the pepper leaves.
The cosmos lifted its head in the breeze brushing the chili leaves, and you came inside before the dew beneath dried.