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Spring Thaw 

Poem

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Spring with your disheveled mouths beginning

to open. Glad I am for doorways.

For a simple frame.

In winter I allow you to guess correctly

that I was sleeping. The paw of me

placed over the snout of me. My friends

the dead flowers in a windowbox

nowhere I knew where my friends were.

I allow you to guess correctly. The confidence

you will gain will make speaking -

a tomcat sprays the dogwood - blooming.

Hello. I was forgotten. When my jaw at first

unlocks I will say no one has loved me as much.

"Spring Thaw" appears in In No One's Land, Ahsahta Press, 2007.

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