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and the start of my spring obsession …1978

I have been clearing out and sorting papers out of file cabinets and found some old stuff that I am not sure has stood the test of time but a couple things that I still like and have decided to share ….


Spring pops coming….


Spring pops coming

        like almost orgasms on the edge of happening

        moving silent slowly imperceptibly through time.

Winter drags forever fading then returning

       finally falters …

       dare to burst into the sunlight struggling.

Spring pipes nearing

       birds are blooming like Pan’s buzzing,

       trees are being born again ( are budding )

Listen , listen , spring shouts coming.


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