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Connections: February 25

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SANYO DIGITAL CAMERAA heavy hand of winter

weighs on us today

a hoary wind lamenting

would blow us all away.

But here I sit in fuzzy robe

warm if not exotic

contemplating verb and noun

how utterly Quixotic.

Is it all inconsequential

or is it something more?

Should I care, or should I shrug?

The wind shrills “You’re a bore!”

Yet here’s my motley garden

leftover Valentine reds

my glorious amaryllis

with quadruple flaming heads.

Their warmth declares a battle

‘gainst dark and cold without.

I’m stuck between the forces

of will and writer’s doubt.


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