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Monthly Archives: February 2011
“The creek’s silver,”
” The creek’s silver in the sun of almost August, And bright dry air, and last runnels of snowmelt, Percolating through the roots of mountain grasses Vinegar we, golden smoke, or meadow rust… by Robert Hass from “That Music”
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