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Dec 2011
a lone leaf
clings to the winter aspen –
my child's grasp

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blizzard –
the snow goose
there . . .
or not

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seaside . . .
the moon pulls away
from its reflection

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winter  forage –
the crow pecking
at its shadow



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Warren Gossett
Written by
Warren Gossett
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