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Last Snow

Water-thick and plenty, this last March snow melts even as it settles on the sleeping mulberry tree and turns it into almond blossom. (Bright red cardinals take crazy chances and sing from dripping branches.) It melts too fast this last snow, spreadeagled, soft, and I yearn for more. A few fat inches would do. Then let the sun walk quickly through.

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