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• burnt toast no matter what I do the rain seeps in
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• winter dusk when dad would phone
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• the light in the back of the flower shop winter moon
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• between the falling snow raven
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• And don’t snow geese and immortality take their shadows from the seaOriginally published on Falling Off the Mountain.…
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• park bench the blind man’s glasses reflect the sunlight
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• Where are your friends? You lean over, the little boy, crumpled. --Those were my friends.
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• winter stars without you to name them
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• Midwinter snowstorm highway at a standstill I mistake the vagrant for my long-dead father his smile so vacant
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• low evening fog – I walk no dog