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The Park

small, triangular is bleak in winter.

The stone girl's foot

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looks cold

as she dangles it

over the empty pond.

The homeless huddle

on inhospitable benches

and the ginkgo trees

raise stiff, beseeching arms

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toward a gray heaven.

Only the benches

newly painted green

foretell the spring.