Stronghold
By Richard L. Provencher
Mon, 10 Apr 2023
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The smell of
aloneness filters through
her homeless bones
as winter flings
one last windy chill-
Spring flowers
on the way.
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wonderful
Sounds wonderful, with us every day colder now and days all shorter. Just I don't know what is "her homeless bones", winter? "Stronghold"? Nolan &
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" filters through
" filters through her homeless bones" would be the sun in the woods, the bare trees?
The sun feels good I can imagine. Tom
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