It is indeed 4:30 and we're out
treading the snowfall under the flowering apple
while the birds tune up for morning.
Ha: His call of nature coincides with theirs.
I leave him quiet on his bed
and take my chilled feet back upstairs
for one more hour
trying to memorize these lines.
May 18 2018
Friday, May 18, 2018
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