The empty barn.

The quiet crows.

In the shed, the spiders sleep.

Oak leaves stand still.

A drop of water is balanced
on the end of a blade of grass.

A cloud is stuck.

In the distance
a door swings
without a sound.

Philip Venzke grew up on a dairy farm near Colby, Wisconsin (where Colby cheese was invented). His most recent poems have appeared in Verse WisconsinEchoesThe Wisconsin Poets CalendarSheepshead ReviewIllumenThunderclap! Magazine, and Right Hand Pointing.

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