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somewhere between Kona & Hilo near
a curtain of rain & its spontaneous springs
it was keeping still and holding in
that became a brilliant growth so
green & peppered red tropical orange
silent as solo walks to the ocean in a slicker
a warm mist inside where wild
plants grow & seabirds dive for fish
it was a shy opening that I mattered
my soles on volcanoes