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From Poems for a Small park by E.D. Blodgett From Poems for a Small Parkby E.D. Blodgettpossibilityrises in the lightas if every dawnturned departure towardendless arrivals whereonly the rising sunholds time in its lightasleep upon our hands I find a lot places relaxing. Parks are one of them. I stroll through them. Snap photos of their animal inhabitants. I don't go outside as much as I should. http://chapincityblues.com/2026/04/20/from-poems-for-a-small-park-by-e-d-blodgett/