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|Reviewed by Tova Gabrielle
This is really sensual and fragrant, the images totally put me in the post-rain spongy walking terrain near your house. i loved these lines in particular:
The moon is obscured by the clouds that scatter spring rains
All day all
of last night
Not even a killing frost
Nothing can justify
Destroying the gift
The forest flower folds unto itself for protection
it faces inward
From the rude chill of the damp night air
It opens early to the sunís warmth
The birthing tight bud
That could not be seen for what it is
Until it appeared
Regardless of what anyone else wanted