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Best Sweepings Poems


October Sweepings
Thresholds curl into entrances
where damp crows circle.
I can see through the hedge
where the wind is barelegged.
A groundhog carries sparrow bones
from the bare shelves of dawn.
Halloween will be late this year
the dead are still dying....

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Categories: sweepings, poetry,
Form: Free verse

Book: Reflection on the Important Things