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[Andrew Bermudez]

It is as though I were at a second threshold.The mortal architect had brought to life,into early blooming. Then, the inevitable blizzardDreaming time has reversed, I watch drowned snowAnd the worlds—skiffs rudderless, rolling on—Although December's frost killed the winter crop,Summer bees were sayingAt the white place of the road's vanishingDeep in the fog that quenches every ray,on their own little seat cushions, wearing soft capsdemonstrating their talent for comedy—strokeSilence, are in his hand—birds in a snare;In white, in paint too representativedemonstrating their talent for comedy—strokeCascading snowflakes settle in the pines,And melt the spirit; his mouth will distendTo watch me watch drowned snow lift from the lake.The winged winds, captives of that age-old foeNo name, no meaning. Oh my friends,

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