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Saturday Poetry

ON WINTER’S MARGINMary Oliver On winter’s margin, see the small birds nowWith half-forged memories come flocking homeTo gardens famous for their charity.The green globe’s broken; vines like tangled veinsHang at the entrance to the silent wood. With half a loaf, I am the prince of crumbs;By time snow’s down, the birds amassed will singLike childrenContinue reading Read more

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