. . . Green is the path we take
Between chimeras, and garlanded the way,
The down descent into November's void.
- Wallace Stevens, "Owl's Clover" (quoted, probably inaccurately, from memory)
The former snail hunter of Kahalu`u feeds her chicken
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Her cigarette smoke preceded her; as we turned the corner, she muttered
something about "our nation." A hen paced beside the fence, demanding to be
fed....
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