First Forsythias Poem by Richard St. Clair

First Forsythias

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How desolate
these first forsythias look
in the cold wind;
where they grow in the shade
they are trapped inside their buds.

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Richard St. Clair

Richard St. Clair

Jamestown, North Dakota
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