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Poems
Mar 2021
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All the ravens
at the end of February
gathered in the leafless branches.
I now know the sound of death;
it is deep in the throat
and sonorous.
Then what happens?
The snow will melt
The river's will flood
The summer will open
Its reckless hands again.
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