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Monday, January 4

cold starts

a peak festooned berm miniature cascades
and then the yard silent and bright
hard at first then into crumbles
spilling into shoes filling wetting socks
frigid feet fuss before the stove
holding the door for the fire
light needs to breathe to live
warmth doesn't have to wait 
before the glass seated heated
radiant beams feeling knees

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