Late winter

(a poetic overture) The scents! The sun! The thawing! Is it spring? I feel like a blackbird wearing the game face of late April -- January has taken its foot off my spirit. I hear jazz again! I feel OK about being a poet! I want to dance. I'm dreaming baseball, kisses -- dogwood blossoms, short sleeves -- Don't let this be a false alarm!

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