Poem--Deep South

            deep south

down here

winter’s sweeping, swirling snow


in incessant summer glare,


of receded ocean

covering now

lowland costal plain-

in summer

hot, dry

in winter

chilling, wet

down here

winter’s falling snow

drops from greening

dogwood boughs

and whirls

into spikes

of early grass,


even before the fall,

with blossom decay-

symbolic blood

the legend says

shed upon a cross

down here

winter rain

comes, always,

too early

stays, always

too long

filling swamps

drowning dreams


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