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Neither of us knew
it would look like
a portrait session.
He was in the dappled light
under the Hackberry tree
and in the flower beds off the front porch,
in the late afternoon,
scratching for bugs,
keeping an eye on the three hens
in his flock,
the other three roosters
not—
and me.