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How Is It

the small fisted buds
on the maple trees
uncurl themselves
against the sky

green fingers

so easily
the huge page
of the season

silently turn
this granite mountain
from winter to spring


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Autumnal Road | Forgiveness | I had wandered for years | Love letter then, | Moon-Called

One Good Day (Ray Carver) | Partly Heliotropic | Reminder | The Flags of My Allegiance

The Spanish Thought Money Was Gold | How Is It | Does The Road | If A Fish | It Is

French Press | Reflections



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