January 17th, 2009 / 1:02 pm
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Winter in Maine on Route 113 by Denis Dunn
snow bent birches
bow down low
to log laden
trucksthe mountains maturely
hold onto acres of snow
like a 19th century bodice…can the child of spring
be far from birth?
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BTW- just wanna point out. These are my actual children, in actual Austria. Only austrians would think it was “fun” to be there. Crazy ass motherfuckers. Other humans- like myself- would think it was some wierd torture.
The child of spring shall never come. Maine is in the Everwinter. -33 degrees Fahrenheit!
The child of spring shall never come. Maine is in the Everwinter. -33 degrees Fahrenheit!