Augusta Mendelsohn Poems

I walk purposefully
As I do most weekends
A mile each way
To buy a book
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Time is getting more precious
With every passing day
One has to chose carefully
What to worry about.
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My home is nested
In an urban canyon.
The generous space
Between vertical structures
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Let's board a boat
Sail down the Danube
From the misty Black Forest
To the delta marshes.
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Do I hear drums of war?
Or it's just the tedium
Of fighting the summer heat
Sapping my natural defenses
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At the heart of the benevolent empire
The centers of power
Dot the wide open fields
Blanketed in fresh snow.
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This New Year
I'm writing a new page on fresh snow.
I hereby promise:
To take a refreshing course
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I glimpsed an impossibly delicate snowdrop
Impertinent in the midst
Of last year's brown, tired grass.
Is the time running so fast?
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