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Such a too much of a gift.

From New Year’s Song, by Ted Hughes


… Now there come the weak-neck snowdrops

bouncing like fountains and they stop you

they make you take a deep breath

make your heart shake you

such a too much of a gift for such a mean time

nobody knows how to accept them

all you can do is gaze at them baffled

and the worst cold’s to come

Margaret Soltan, December 31, 2022 7:57PM
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