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A Rink No Thicker Than a Hello
By seven the pond had rolled out a rink no thicker than a courtesy. Water striders lined up at the near bank, said a small hello to the first ripple, waited for the lily pad to nod, and only then glid
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Hats Off Under the Oak
By nine the oak had opened a cloakroom no larger than a teacup. Each acorn took a numbered ticket, set its little cap on a twig, nodded to the squirrel, and only then sat down in an open palm. We aske
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The Geranium Kept Score in Leaves
By eight the kitchen radio had already set out invitations no bigger than postage stamps. Each station knocked on the aerial, waited for the geranium to nod, and only then sat down to play a single so
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Kindly Skip After the Bench Keeps Time
By nine the ropes had already collected their metronomes from a tin on the park rail. Each one was no bigger than a button. The keeper pinned a card to the post: please wait for the boot to be greeted
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Please Serve After the Hello
The municipal badminton lawn opened a little earlier than usual, so the shuttlecocks could collect their landing circles before anyone served. Each circle was the size of a biscuit lid. The feathers s
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The Lawn Takes Calling Cards Now
By eight the croquet lawn had already formed a quiet line. The balls waited with tiny cards no bigger than a clover, each one ready to say its color before it rolled. We asked at the kiosk. A woman wi
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A Ride No Bigger Than a Teaspoon
This morning the park slide opened before the pigeons had finished counting themselves. Hats arrived in a tidy line, each issued a sled no bigger than a teaspoon. They said good morning to the top ste
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The Quietest Patron Needed Only One Page
This morning the reading room opened a little earlier than the kettles on the square. Silence arrived with her shoes already in her pocket, held up a card no bigger than a bookmark, and walked the ais
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Kindly Wait for One More Ruffle
In the cool hour before the first kettle, the dahlias by the front porch stood like students in stiff, folded skirts. A bee hovered at the edge of the class and waited to be greeted. Only then did the
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Please Wait for the Bee to Sit
By first light the linden on the square had shaken out a pale tablecloth of leaves. The blossoms sat in a quiet row, as if someone had laid the smallest tea service along every branch. We asked at the
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Ask the Dragonfly Before You Bloom
By first light the irises stood folded along the pond, green spears still keeping their colors tucked away like flags in a cupboard. We asked at the kiosk. "They used to unfurl all at once and startle
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Kindly Wait for One More Ray
By seven the flowerbed already sat in a quiet ring. The asters waited in a circle, each head still closed, as if the morning had not yet given permission to shine. We asked at the kiosk. "They used to
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A Palm of Room After the Hat Is Greeted
By eight the front path already had a little pause in it. The hedge stood taller than a hat and practiced stepping aside in a line, each twig waiting for a brim to pass before it moved. We asked at th
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Kindly Wait for the Jar to Nod
By seven the kitchen already smelled like a polite waiting room. Two slices stood in the toaster with clocks no bigger than crumbs tucked under their crusts. They said good morning to the butter dish
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Leave the Umbrella When the Railing Is Full
By seven the pond railing already looked like a waiting room. Four ducks sat in a neat row, bills pointed at the bright patch over the bakery, and the park keeper hung a small wooden sign: today you m
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