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About This Poem
THE DAY BETWEEN GOOD FRIDAY AND EASTER 1989
I wrote about rain
In Tacoma early on
Sitting in a kitchen
Watching the street below.
Yet today I'm very far South
And it's a different rain
This one is filled with many thoughts
Made of many types.
Drizzling and misting
Hard and straight
Only one sunny break
Easter prelude weather.
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