Quotes ✍️
Quotes ✍️
08.11.2025
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Winter is twiddling her snowflakes,
Precariously poised
On the season's equator,
As hidden roots and channels and tendrils
Are burgeoning with spring,
And buds are a green explosion
Cancelling
Her ineffectual indecision.
~Alice Mackenzie Swaim, "Poised on the Season's Equator," Crickets Are Crying Autumn, 1960
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