Broken clouds
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November 28, 2014
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Visiting the Larches


“Each year as I face the precise moments
Of each of these two distant bursts,
Something ferocious happens.
My eyes soften into crafty gentleness, wise carefreeness.
I am serene and just the right size.
Not ordinary times.
I am not a wolf,
but a free creature.”