Posted by fayeroe on March 5, 2004, at 9:17:13
Spring
A little breath
A green shoot thrusting through the snow
Ice-crusted, part-crushed,
But astonishing green
From crouching, dark desolation
Incarcerated
Secret root resistance crept
Radiant defiance
At slightest thaw springs
A forgiveness of melting
One trickling drop of icicle
Rolls down the prisoner's grey face
Now he will clamor with the dawn chorus
And dare to shout out
Reprieve!
Reprieve!I couldn't find the author of this......
poster:fayeroe
thread:320571
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