Copyright © 2003 LeeAnn Heringer
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Copyright © 2003 LeeAnn Heringer
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the engineer discovers it’s late winterthe place I live in is not always beautiful. it is not beautiful at each intersection. it is not beautiful in all seasons. but lately the sunsets have been breathtaking. the black-bottomed rolling clouds separate & serene, high as a model’s cheekbones & as coldly uncaring, against a sky red as Chinese silk. a full moon, it’s sharp craters & scars, can be seen through ornamental cherries while your breath drifts from you like an escaping soul. waist-high winter grass, so green, the green of crayons & plastic frogs, bends in the wind & rustles like bed sheets. in our garden, in the rain, we ate oranges. I kissed you & you were sweet. |
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