mid-March
neither one season
nor another
I ponder anew
to stay or go
TSA Anthology, 2009
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A Night Alone It is a rain pinging, downspout gurgling, wind gusting, pines shushing, leaves swishing night. It is a game after game o...
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Rich in implication
Thanks, Bill. After the winter we've had, I'm doing more thinking about that.
Adelaide
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