"People who daily expect to encounter fabulous realities run smack into them again and again. They keep their minds open for their eyes." (Ken Macrorie)
Friday, March 13, 2015
That Time of Year
when the woods bloom daffodils;
they poke their yellow heads
heavy with rain
up through sodden clumps
of weed and grass,
between fallen limbs
lifting spring from winter's mess.
when the woods bloom daffodils;
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