Afternoon Poem, February 9, 2017

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Winter lasted eight hours today

Until five o’clock the grey wind blew

And snow swirled

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But by quitting time the sun had broken through

Like a down payment on spring

The white lines on house’s shingles vanished

And bent grass rose straight to the light

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And now the afternoon lasts an hour longer

As the sun stands still in the west

And the cold hands of darkness forfeit their grip.

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Remember the light that seemed to last forever?

I can taste what’s coming

The blue and gold and green

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Copyright 2017

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