Crocuses
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Outside now, rain falls,Smearing crocus in our eyesAs April arrivesTo
weave, with tentative hands,Green through yellow mats of grass
2 weeks ago
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I think our willingness to entertain a variety of poetic sensibilities, paired with our ability to see them for what they are, enables us to advance not only our own appreciation of what we're up to as writers, but also to get the most out of what poetry has to offer.