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FIRST THIRTY-TWO DEGREE NIGHTForty one degrees At two thirty Flowers not frozen yet Thirty two degrees At six in the morning Light rain ans snow mixed Fifty three degrees At five this evening Prediction of latest Sixty eight degrees At overcast day Clouds take and owe you one One hundred eighty degrees At bedtime lay Pen and paper ninety degree angle Fact and angels cold Fantasy and angels hot Colors melt from heat Reality of time and work Morning evening night Light fades a minute longer Seek sixty degree nights Ninety degree days Moon and sun kissing in passing Degrees of temperature and temperament Degrees of light and darkness Degrees of flowers' colors Down to all saints eve Down to American Thanksgiving Down to almost Christmas Winter solstice saves Light grows in minutes Buildup for rebirth Dying into Fall Into dark depths of water Caves of regeneration Falling points of time Each twenty breaths of glow In degrees all the life They come and go... 10/10/089 0907 cj Vote for this poem
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