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Robin spied a spotted uncle on her way to the Dansk outlet.
\nHe flitted from branch to branch, his silvered wrists aflutter.
\nShe’d once thought him a nuthatch, but he’d grown into himself.
\nShe would never forget his bright red coat, that one fashionable fall,
\nor her childhood wonder at his whispered songs of relativity.
\nHis freckles and moles had been enhanced with henna appliques
\nand a variety of brightly colored small round bandaids.
\nThis is his season, she thought. Perhaps he could be lured by some chai.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

Robin spied a spotted uncle on her way to the Dansk outlet. He flitted from branch to branch, his silvered wrists aflutter. She’d once thought him a nuthatch, but he’d grown into himself. She would … Read more<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[16],"tags":[3,4],"class_list":["post-749","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-poem-2","tag-poem","tag-poetry-2"],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack-related-posts":[{"id":1031,"url":"https:\/\/redtinnoodles.com\/?p=1031","url_meta":{"origin":749,"position":0},"title":"Mother’s Ebony Chopsticks (1970)","author":"Rick Young","date":"December 22, 2017","format":false,"excerpt":"My mother's ebony chopsticks are not in storage. My George Mikan doll is in storage. 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