Sunday, March 6, 2016
SUGARING TIME ~
Sugaring Time
All at once
Off in the distance
Where an old hut
Sinks into the ground
Two small windows lit
And steam bellows
Up into the farmland sky —
You thought it was a fire
Until you tasted the air
______________________
Bob Arnold
Where Rivers Meet
Mad River Press
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