all monday the fog hung heavy in the air
as if to say the new year had arrived
but no one was quite ready to face it
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new year in mill creek wood
the sister sycamores were waiting
in the wood this afternoon
if i could have the year back again
if i could have the year back again
and receive back what it took from me
but lose the beauty that came to be —
would it be worth it, even then?
burn slowly
two bayberry tapers half-wrapped in white tissue lie atop the dresser among the brown glass bottles the mississippi stonewood and the rock from orphan girl mine i’d like to get brass candlesticks and light them on the 31st to bring in the new year brightly the way my pilgrim grandmothers did where did you come…
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