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GEESE AT NIGHT Late, I lie awake, the darkness outside thick with wet snow. It is early October. Beneath the night, leaves wear autumn. Branches bow, as if to welcome winter, or surrender to it,... More »
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OCTOBER ICE I stepped off the train in Rock Springs hours before we had planned to meet. The air smelled of rain falling but not reaching the ground. I wandered the dust until dark, until... More »
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