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Poem written for and submitted to “Texture of Minimalism” poetry contest, Nette Onclaud, sponsor, November 12, 2025
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ rough, wooly cloth sewn from earthy threads, entwined comfort in autumn chill woven for the biting wind thick, elbow-patched anchors scholars to their desks breathes of peat-smoke and ink heather trapped in warp and weft
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