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Throwback Thursday: Fall (a poem from 1990?) | Margaret Locke
I pause and straighten my tired back. The leaves rustle as the rake falls and I make my way Through the red and orange stacks to my cat, Einstein, Who rolls in the late sun on the pavement with such abandonment. I envy him. He breathes in the air, then Continue reading Throwback Thursday: Fall (a poem from 1990?)→