under winter a spring
One day I found
a winter peeking out
from under winter
a spring
All things
tucked away
over the years
formed into
a spring
eagerly beginning
entirely warm.
Blackout (erasure) poem a day, a page a day through Braiding Sweetgrass by Robin Wall Kimmerer, published by Milkweed Editions. www.milkweed.org
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