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December 29, 2019

“Adrift” by Mark Nepo

Adrift Everything is beautiful and I am so sad. This is how the heart makes a duet of wonder and grief. The light spraying through the lace of the fern is as delicate as the… Continue Reading

December 28, 2019

“To the New Year” by W.S. Merwin

To the New Year With what stillness at last you appear in the valley your first sunlight reaching down to touch the tips of a few high leaves that do not stir as though they… Continue Reading

December 20, 2019

[little tree] by e.e. cummings

[little tree] little treelittle silent Christmas treeyou are so littleyou are more like a flower who found you in the green forestand were you very sorry to come away?see          i will… Continue Reading

December 13, 2019

“Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening” by Robert Frost

Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know. His house is in the village though; He will not see me stopping here To watch his woods fill up… Continue Reading

December 12, 2019

“Blizzard” by William Carlos Williams

Blizzard Snow: years of anger following hours that float idly down — the blizzard drifts its weight deeper and deeper for three days or sixty years, eh? Then the sun! a clutter of yellow and… Continue Reading

December 6, 2019

“The Snow Mare” by N. Scott Momaday

The Snow Mare In my dream, a blue mare loping,Pewter on a porcelain field, away.There are bursts of soft commotionWhere her hooves drive in the drifts,And as dusk ebbs on the plane of night,She shears… Continue Reading

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