March

March

Light shifts, steel-bright,
pewter-dull, heavy with threat,
searing blue-gold when the sun,

and the grass shivers
in the muttering wind
that steers the clouds.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

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