Winter is long in this climate
and spring--a matter of a few days
only,--a flower or two picked
from mud or from among wet leaves
or at best against treacherous
bitterness of wind, and sky shining
teasingly, then closing in black
and sudden, with fierce jaws.
- William Carlos Williams, March
Patterson, New Jersey
Flushed purple
redbud shrubs -
creeks gushing.
4:21:47 PM 
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