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mother poem

the snow whispers about me
as evening falls
three years ago today
the earth keeps some vibration going
for these white arms about my neck
calm as that second summer
i shake my hair in the wind of morning
it was many and many a year ago
the air is full of dawn and spring
along the banks
i had a dream and i awoke with it
gloom
my soul is a dark ploughed field

 



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