snowing and sunny and raining and the birds are chirping and the crocuses are awakening and you'd think it was some kind of warping dimension but the yard is full of brightness and half-melted snow and it's spring in vermont, so, you know.
spring in vermont
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on hereness
there weren’t enough chairs in the growing room,
open as always to the prophets
& the wind. and so as people poured and poured
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8:15 p.m. on a wednesday night
it is terrifying to read two hundred and fifty-year-old writing condemning the king's actions and realize the president (king) of your country is guilty of all of these
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wild things
Every spring, we throw ourselves
unceremoniously into the birthing world, abandon
all remnants of the cold dark snow. We are sun-drunk
and terribly deprived.
We give little shrieks of joy
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