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Said To Be

She wrote her winter name with dandelions in snow

Forgotten streets from which she came

With signs of smoke and silver flame

Written never the same, dotting eyes I do not know


Where the words misplaced were somewhat out of line

Patterns random as birds seeking seeds beneath a quilt

Sounds of Summer reverbs, river reeds a wreath will wilt

Encoded, enlaced, a tangled pantomime


Ghost like clouds gathering a gray bouquet

Petals unfolding, a crystalline display

Glacial flowers cracking open in a vacuum dawn

Breathless hours tracking back words said to be withdrawn




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Written on 2022-11-24 at 22:53

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