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Near Dusk

by Joseph Alexander

Gold, red and green flies

Tease each other in the copse,

While a Tanager takes the air

In three hops.

Heavy bees go mumbling,

Orange, black, and brown;

Little tads go tumbling

Up and down.

White moths whirr and flutter

In the glow worm light,

Bronze beetles plod and pass

Out of sight.