i will try to write 100 poems in 100 days. even if they're all chamber potty. then i'll write one when i feel like it.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

in Just-

vernal equinox,
when our day is 12/12,
and yesterday was 68
degrees, i drove win-
dows down,
warm in one jacket,
toward the sun,
hours pre-e
quinox,
the last day of winter was
warmer than the first
day of spring but
one thing,
not to worry, i
still see be
neath the flurries the
be
ginnings of those tu
lips still con
tinuing to
grow. 

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