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Dancing in January
Nov 30, 2022
This morning I was startled,
by the listless ice crystals,
splayed in sparkling embrace,
on the windshield of my truck.
They had tangoed through the dawn.
Gary D. Grossman
The Acorn 11:24, 1995
Written by Gary David Grossman
Ecology prof (emeritus), writer and poet, uke player, sculptor, runner, fly fisher, reader, gardener, all on www.garygrossman.net