Higher than a Kiteby Richard Doiron
1she sees the brown grass sticking up through the snow her unruly hair 2this strong winter wind shakes trees as if forgetting that the leaves are gone 3treetops in the wind bumping into each other winter's knockout blow 4reeling in the trout through the hole cut in the ice mother threading needles 5snowflakes from up high the little boy heard saying "higher than a kite"
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volume 12(6)
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