Freshly-mown hay and/
the marsh’s stench: Can morning/
smell any better?
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Last night’s cold rain made/
bright green fields and snow-capped peaks./
I took the back road.
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Cyrano Writer: Musings of a Revolutionary Romantic Poet
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