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I don't know about you, but I'm feeling a bit weary of winter. This week's poem shows that. Thanks so much for reading.
Boating in Winter
oars stir
icy
unwelcoming
water
wind ruffles
faces
into puckers
and lines
even sun's
kiss
turns cold
oars stir
icy
unwelcoming
water
wind ruffles
faces
into puckers
and lines
even sun's
kiss
turns cold
- Irene Latham
Yes. Winter-weary. It's a thing. My face was puckered today as I drove through an ice storm. I can hear shovels scraping off the walks outside right now. It's all fine, fine, fine...but come on, spring!
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