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			<title>Winter Wind</title>
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			<pubDate>Tue, 01 Jan 2013 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p> Leaf-laden lately, beech limbs once reached 
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 the ground, swaying. Lightened now, choreic, bare, 
<br>
 they twitch. An abandoned wasp nest
<br>
 scuds across the yard. The nest is dashed 
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 against the garden shed and drops to rest 
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 among discarded flowerpots, each smashed 
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 to shards so long ago the sun has bleached 
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 them gray. It totters, then lodges there, 
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 gray, too, and trapped among the shards. Held fast 
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 and peeled, its catacombed, translucent skin 
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 is flung away in layers, drifting like ash, 
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 catching on bark, raised roots, spent tufts of grass 
<br>
 until the labyrinth within? 
<br>
 floats ply by tight-wound ply away at last. 
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			<title>Quaker Meeting, Late Winter</title>
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			<pubDate>Sat, 01 Dec 2012 00:00:00 -0500</pubDate>
			
			<description><![CDATA[<p>   I watch the dust motes dance, be tossed 
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               on eddies in the sun-streak 
<br>
 in its minute advance across 
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             the meetinghouse floor 
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