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Speaks for itself.
Some Glad Morning
by Joyce Sutphen
One day, something very old
happened again. The green
came back to the branches,
settling like leafy birds
on the highest twigs;
the ground broke open
as dark as coffee beans.
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(Read the whole thing here, at The Writer's Almanac.)
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The Poetry Friday round up is at Carol's Corner.
4 comments:
We all need a glad morning. Spring is "old". Interesting take on it.
Karen, This is so lovely. There is something so comforting about the cycles of nature when the world is crazy wrong. Thank you!
Brenda, yes, I love the description of something ancient happening anew, unfolding again and again.
Carol, yes, I had that same thought. Thanks for stopping by!
I love this! Thank you for sharing it!
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