Thanksgiving

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Thanksgiving.
Hold the moment in sodden mitts
At autumn’s end in the snowbank.
No one cares or minds that
Kettles whistle at passersby
Silly enough in their not-quite-warm-enough hats.
Go out to the falling water and be
Inspired by designs dropping into
Visions of icy ladders, Sisyphean
In formation.
Now we see why the
Gaps in November put us on edge.

(And why we share the embrace of friendship.)

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