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| Apr/May 2008 • Poetry • Special Feature |
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| Apr/May 2008 • Poetry • Special Feature |
Sevenling: Flying South for Winter
The Cambridge autumn glowed.
The maples dressed in gold.
The robins were all widowed.Red feathers, gold trefoils, wet weather,
glum chimneys, short evenings, cold showers,
soft fogbanks, dark mornings, cold rivers—my collection included no lovers.
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