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The berries ripened
and then dropped one by one
into the lake water,
nobody saw them fall,
nobody saw the great carp
silently rising to greet them.

The empty windows of the cabin
looked impassively on,
the mice made nests in the rugs,
the snow came, the lake froze over,
and the rusting tins of food in the cupboards
settled in for yet another year,
waiting for the children to return,
waiting for the woods
to fill with their laughter again.