Tag: Daniel Ruefman
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Two Poems by Daniel Ruefman
Don’t Die Encased, like bugs in amber, the lilac buds are suspended in glass cocoons; hoarfrost spikes the sign posts as the plows dump three feet of packed powder where our driveway meets the road; spring snow is heart attack season, or so my wife says, handing me my gloves; it’s what got Gary last […]
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