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Time Is Stiff
JD ( / Chicago)

Time Is Stiff

time is stiff

the last brown leaf
is letting grip go
stubborn, too, the cherry

the stone-bursting squeeze
of winter's bone
the thrilling forces
of the green fields

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Comments (1)

the more I read this the more I like it. at first I felt the word thrilling out of place, but now I feel this is a ten. The poem has its own grip, squeeze, and force. Thank you.