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in april
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today begins with six inches of surprise whiteness layering the landscape with snow like whipped cream topping squirted onto miles of wild sage fields by mid-afternoon rain reaches up to our ankles in mud the warm earth manufactures automatically thunder booms keep the moist air aware of dissent like a 60s protest march this one denying spring desires on call bits of crystal hail fall fast from the sky where the sun hides all day behind clouds hanging low the magpies seem unaffected |
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Janet Cannon |
