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FebPoWriMo 11

Why does a slight change in temperature
make us race outside to frolic in grass
still yellow not trimmed in almost three months
Christmas trees and lights stand in disarray
could the soil be evidence of planting
green shoots arriving too soon or too late
to avoid the cold snap around the bend
each winter as long as I remember
has an unseasonable patch of warmth
how far above average can we reach
until we concede a new average
disoriented in exuberance
seasons will no longer have a meaning
just open space that we should be cleaning

By Joshua Keiter

reader, writer, actor, singer, teacher