Two very, very beautiful odes to spring ❤
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I chose this stanza for my Glosa, from: Out of the Stump Rot, Something by Mary Oliver This is spring, by the rattled pond, in the shambled woods, as spring has always been and always will be the sun rises earlier makes lightness of the day while robin speaks to me from frosted branches by […]
“Summer is the season of inferior sledding” - Inuit proverb 
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