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drive to jericho to see an aerial performance
if i ever own an orange car i will be delighted in being other people's
delight; playing the rainbow car game
on long drives without ever making it past red
is never a good idea.
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spring in vermont
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,
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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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Loves
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You Could Sell Me Spring
Any good salesman
Could turn quite the profit
If only they sold these days in a bottle.
Even if their only customer was me, I'm sure they’d make enough to suffice.
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elysian fields
spring lifts me above His shoulders.
holding me with thickened calluses
built by the hand of a wealthy man.He grabs a fistful of sunny daffodils
and dainty lilacs—and hands it to me,
reaching over His head. -
Route 50
Chase the deer, the red-stained pavement,
Chase the Ford F-150, white and black and silver, tires screech,
and suddenly the concrete is scattered with glass stars and
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i continue to live; he continues to find out if he is really alive.
I am about seventy-five percent sure my father is having an existential crisis.
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Weightless With a Million Poets
Today I
ran through the rain, hair
newly cut and weightless even though
it was drenched; I
ate strawberries dusted with sugar while
doing homework, pencil
tracing neat letters across math homework I
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once we make it to the other side
i love spring
anyone who knows me knows that
i love how the butterflies swarm me
and the pixies make you cough
and how you can taste summer
in the sweet honeydew maple air
on the other side of autumn