SHE HID IN THE TREES FROM THE NURSES She stands between the trees and holdsOne hand in the other, still.Now far away the evening foldsAround the siloes and the hill. She sees, slowly, the gardenerReturn to check the gate beforeThe smoke begins to soften the airAnd June bugs try the open door. And through the […]

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