Who knows why we still
light fires when
the sun is drifting through
newly leafed trees.
Even dappled lawns
whose leaching
is unseen
need fertilizer.
Even hearts opening
to the spring
can
without warning
grow cold
and leave us
aching for the flame.
Friday, March 16, 2012
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