Poem Hunter
TG (March 18,1963 / Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)


Is the vision one has in the morning
After the first cup of coffee

The squeaky-clean sight line of pine trees and hills immediately
After washing one’s windows

The stars after clouds peel away
Revealing a luminous moon

Fragile petals open one by one

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Robert Frost

Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening

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