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(29 February 1920 – 5 July 1991 / New York City, New York)

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Sparrows were feeding in a freezing drizzle
That while you watched turned into pieces of snow
Riding a gradient invisible
From silver aslant to random, white, and slow.

There came a moment that you couldn't tell.
And then they clearly flew instead of fell.

Submitted: Friday, January 03, 2003
Edited: Thursday, June 30, 2011


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  • Karen Sinclair (3/10/2013 8:37:00 AM)

    Clever connection here to me... Describing the invisible threads which waver. Loved it..., two great pieces in one day ty poem hunter. Karen

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  • Shannon Dahle (10/19/2009 10:46:00 PM)

    Simple yet very beautiful!

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