FEBRUARY AT FIVE
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- Startling late arrival,
- forgotten in long absence,
- Sol has sneaked south,
- ducked beneath the weight of cloud cover,
- darted through small openings
- in the thick black trees
- to paint gold shafts down long dull trunks,
- to pleat them all light dark light dark,
- to prance right through wet foggy glass,
- to point warm fingers at
- a yellow chair here,
- three tangerines there,
- to prod us with a, "Look, how beautiful."