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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=548555" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Circular Weather Girl Poem</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">She probes the wintry weather, her voice oiled<br>and golden, warns of the violet-hued storm, <br>reports the deluge flooding yard and lawn<br>like a spring haiku thawing icicles.<br>She points to where the cherry blossoms fall<br>that still lie wrapped in cherry leaves, the wall<br>waiting to be hidden by leaf and blob.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A goddess, or a sort of priest with sisters<br>she waves away the Atlantic squall: she deals<br>in chance percentages of rainy blusters<br>born in the doldrums, off Biscay or Faroe.<br>her every isobar travels through a spring<br>of butterflies - Gauguan dreams, Pissaro<br>or Botticelli Floras riding bicycles.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She is the weather girl, our newest myth, <br>our crowned queen, Cinderella, our blind date.<br>She comes to life when Barbie dools in moonlight<br>have lesbian affaris with women graduates.<br>The cherry blossom looks like rags, but pigeons<br>and rooks wait for those cherries, in their religions<br>her [umpkin riches can't be marred or spoiled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">She probes the wintry weater, her voice oiled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">[1997]</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sally+Evans">Sally Evans</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=548555" data-title="Circular Weather Girl Poem de Sally Evans" data-description="She probes the wintry weather, her voice oiled and golden, warns of the violet-hued storm, reports the deluge flooding yard and lawn like a spring haiku thawing icicles. She points to where the cherry blossoms fall that still lie wrapped in cherr..."></div> </div> </div>
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