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THE COLORS OF EVENING
Playing canasta with family and a shiny new deck of cards,
Kings, queens, the beautiful blackness of the spades.
While outside, through the window, everywhere
Snow is falling in an uninterrupted blanket over the evening
And the land is silenced.
Near the window my daughter’s hair in pony tail
Reveals the smooth curve of her cheek bones
As, from memory, she paints in delicate strokes
Spring marguerites in the garden, quietly saying hello
With their frivolous white-fingered waves
And their sunny yellow smiles.