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The crescent of miniature daisies,

“Frost astra” to botanists and their friends,

Covered with small butterflies and wee moths

They hop and jump as I walk by

They flit and flat and barely fly

A large monarch appears below the leaves.

The last vestige of a sprawling pasture

Once covered with wildflowers and bees

All cut to the ground except this vestige

Drops of dew cling to green quantum rubble.

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What is “quantum rubble”?  The quantum is the smallest unit of something, but sometimes that quantum can degrade even further, into quantum rubble.

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