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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=573589" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Spring Sestina</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">it’s nearly noon and the sun slices<br>through the thick spring fog, dark<br>with winter’s gloom, heavy with fatality: <br>the spent daffodil’s bloom, the cut<br>tulip whose bulb shrinks into earth, <br>the dew worm mining to the surface, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">the bittersweet-bellied robin surfaces<br>through cold air, the flight slices<br>until stick feet meet warm, wet earth<br>as eyes scan lawns and ditches dark<br>with winter sleep, the worm cuts<br>through to the robin’s charge, a fatality</div><div style="margin:10px 0">among spring’s chalk marks of fatality<br>struck against the papery surface<br>of birch bark, each stain cuts<br>into the trunk, rips and slices<br>death as a jagged feature in dark<br>congealed blood of waking earth, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">she is still there, deep in the earth, <br>calling her children one fatality, <br>then another, through each dark<br>season, sinking down from surface, <br>still air vibrates, incantations slice<br>through reality, scrape and cut</div><div style="margin:10px 0">to the unknown, slash and cut<br>to another side of the dynamic earth, <br>the oblivious hyacinth slices<br>through, refuses to be a fatality<br>of the season and sings to the surface, <br>sun shines on the purple florets dark</div><div style="margin:10px 0">with pride, ardent hope, like the dark<br>winter nights that momentarily cut<br>south past the equator, only to surface<br>after the humid summer sweat, earth<br>taking in her own fatality, <br>battered by tiny atmospheric slices, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">dark proud mares issue youth to the earth, <br>fatalities quickly slip past yawning cuts, <br>slices of vitality embrace her broad strong surface</div><div style="margin:10px 0">(Winner 2005 Carl Sandburg Poetry Contest, Carl Sandburg College, Galesburg Illinois)</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Jane+L.+Carman">Jane L. Carman</a><div class=q>
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through the thick spring fog, dark
with winter’s gloom, heavy with fatality: 
the spent daffodil’s bloom, the cut
tulip whose bulb shrinks into earth, 
the dew worm mining to the surface, 

the bittersweet..."></div>
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